I used to say she was an eskimo who lived in an igloo and that she should move up north where all the snow is.
Meanwhile, she would say anything above 75 degrees was stupidly hot and that it was going to make her sweat to death.
Well now she has premature menopause and is wearing a jacket in 80 degree weather, while I suddenly find 80 degrees stupidly hot.
Fate, what the heck though? Why'd you flip those tables?