Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Last week it was 55 degrees and sunny. I wore flip flops and all was right with the world. Now I'm sitting in our house completely frozen (because our heating bill is $100 even if we keep it below 60), hands purple and shaking as I type...literally, thinking what happened? I thought it would get warm, but alas...springtime, I miss you! Don't get me wrong, I actually really enjoy the winter. Well, at least until about mid-january. At which point all things festivities and fun that I love about winter are over and gone. There's no snow, it's just deceptively cold outside. Which granted, a sunny yet cold day is a good ski day...but who are we kidding, I'm not an avid skier and being pregnant is not helping my cause. I must say however that being pregnant during these blue months has got to be better than when it's sweltering. In addition, taking my baby out in her new little stroller listening to the cranberries on a beautiful sunny summer day is keeping me eternal happy just in the thought of it. So I will dream of warmer things, continue to eat ice cream no matter how freezing it is, use my lotions and scrubs that remind me of coconut sun tanning, wear yellow with white shoes, and cuddle up with some good books until my beloved Springtime returns again.