It was 15 freaking degrees when I came in to work this morning. Fahrenheit. Some of you might think, “Pfft! That’s nothing! We’re at negative 15 here!”
Yeah, well, hats off to you, oh goddess of winter.
Me, however? I am from California originally. Not the few parts of California that snows, either. I cannot emphasize this enough and what it means to my cold tolerance. Which is non-existent. I’ve lived in snowy climes for almost five years (God help me, has it really been that long?) and have still not adjusted to it. And I really don’t wanna. Snow is evil. Very, very evil. Like Satan’s lapdog type evil.
So, this is my post for today. I am whining about the weather.

It looks pretty, all that snow, but try living in it, digging your car out of it, and slipping and sliding on it just to make it through the regular functions of the day.
It’s January and I’m ready for spring now. Can we hurry that along, please?
Just sayin’



















