( This a picture that I took of some clouds from my front yard.)
You know you are from ARIZONA when...
All of your out-of-state friends start to visit after October but clear out come the end of April.
You think someone driving wearing oven mitts is clever.
Most of the restaurants in town have the first name "El" or "Los".
You think 60 tons of crushed rock makes a beautiful yard.
You notice your car overheating before you drive it.
Your house is made of stucco and has a red clay tile roof.
You no longer associate bridges (or rivers) with water.
You can say 115 degrees without fainting.
Vehicles with open windows have the right-of-way in the summer.
People break out coats when temperature drops below 70 degrees.
You discover, in July, it only takes two fingers to drive your car.
The pool can be warmer than you are.
You run your air conditioner in the middle of winter so you can use your fireplace.
People who have black cars or black upholstery in their car are automatically assumed to be from out-of-state or nuts.
You notice the best parking place is determined by shade instead of distance.
The AC is on your list of best friends.
You can finish a Big Gulp in 10 minutes and go back for seconds.
The water from the cold water tap is the same temperature as the hot one.
You can (correctly) pronounce the words: "Saguaro", "Ocotillo", "Tempe", "Gila Bend", "San Xavier", "Canyon de Chelly", "Mogollon Rim", "Cholla", and "Ajo".
It's noon in July, kids are on summer vacation, and not one person is walking on the streets.
You experience third degree burns if you touch any metal part of your car.
You know better than to get into a car with leather seats if you're wearing shorts.
Announcements for Fourth of July events never end with "in case of rain......"
When someone asks how far you live from a location, it's always in terms of minutes, not miles.
Everyone's smiling and talking about the great weather on rainy days.
You have to explain to out-of-staters why there is no daylight savings time.
