You can't ask for a better Memorial Day weekend than we just had. Hot, sunny weather -- for an entire long weekend in Erie, Pa.? It happens rarely, but when it does, it is sooooo sweet.

What a way to kick off summer. I love that in Erie we can go from winter to summer in 48 hours. From mittens to bikinis in one week. Bam.

We went to Presque Isle for a beach day on Sunday. Before we loaded the wagon into the car, we had to clear it of the blankets, gloves and hats that were in it from last weekend's Zoo Parade.

Yes, it was just last Saturday that we were shivering on State Street, clutching coffee and watching llamas, goats and big men in little cars zoom down the street. It was so cold that we decided not to go to the zoo after the parade.

8 days later, there we were sweating it out on Beach #6, clutching water bottles, slathering on sunscreen and watching the girls play in Lake Erie.

Some -- including myself -- complain about the schizophrenic nature of our weather, but really we wouldn't have it any other way.