When I was growing up my dad's favorite expression come the fall was "Go put a sweater on", because there was no way he was turning the heat on until it was absolutely, positively necessary. This of course elicited much eye-rolling from me. "Like, seriously Dad, what is your major anyway?" For the record, I was a wannabe Valley Girl, but I digress. You would think, that the trauma of this attempt to freeze me out of the house would mean that the thermostat in my own home would be set to …
