Cold.

Well, cold is relative, but 32(F) is pretty cold for us. Apparently it's considered fairly cold for here too, since it seemed to be the topic of the day everywhere we went.
Nancy wanted today to be considered her "pre-birthday" since tomorrow is her actual birthday. For several years she has been trying to sell the idea of a "birthday week," although that hasn't caught on yet.
In celebration of the pseudo-occasion we went into Newport for lunch at our new favorite Mexican restaurant (we think it tops most anything in Pasadena) and a little shopping. We got a couple of clothing items at the feed store and the nice lady there explained how we (Nancy) could mend my ripped leather gloves with a "baseball stitch" to avoid having to buy new ones.
If the car looks unusually clean, it's because it has been washed. We didn't do it, of course. But Nancy took the Pathfinder in for the repair of a broken door latch (the tab, about $60, the time, about an hour) and the dealership threw in a free shine-up. Nice.