I'm kind of done with this weather. My body aches, my hands are cracked, and I haven't shaved my legs in who knows how long. It's too dang cold! I'm ready for some 85 degree, snow cone, walk out to my car without a jacket, kind of weather. Don't get me wrong, if it were Summer, I'd probably still find an excuse to drink hot chocolate, wear cozy socks, and, lets face it, not shave my legs. BUT at least I wouldn't be conveniently shivering away much needed, central heating system calories from all of those Christmas treats that have managed to survive this long. I'm mean seriously, somebody hide them! I'm practically a hibernating bear without the pleasure of long naps. OK! ok....I'll calm down. The first three months of the year are always the hardest. Soon it will be smooth sailing directly into a rightfully deserved swimsuit body. Sun on my shoulders. Long, lazy days. It's only a matter of time. For now...?
Shiver. Eat. Repeat.