I was not designed for heat, and perhaps that’s why I eventually found my way to Portland, Oregon. When “summer” decides to arrive in Portland, the days are sunny and a comfortable 75, maybe 80 degrees. Portland doesn’t often get too hot, so I used the weekend’s upper 90s as an excuse to break with OFG (Operation Feel Good) and have a little ice cream. Because the craving struck around 10:30 am, I had to seek a second excuse. That didn’t take me long – I decided upon “it must be 5 o’clock somewhere.”

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