Seriously, it’s November. I know that I’m now living in the desert. I know that people irrigate the hell out of this place so that they don’t have to remember that it’s a desert. What I want to know is how they can manage to forget it. Its 88 degrees! In November! How much more desert-y can you get? Seriously? I’m missing New England and the cooler days, bright colours, and sweaters. I have all these great sweaters and they’re WAAAAY too warm for this weather. I miss wearing them. I miss the switch from skirts to pants for teaching and breaking out my fall coat while sending my good…