This morning I woke up very confused about the tops of buildings...
is that...? oh. yeah. it is.
Isn't it March? Isn't it... spring? I was wearing sandals this week. And getting all sweaty when I rode my bike to babysit. I mean. I was still wearing a sweater, but this?
This is unacceptable. And not only that. But on the north side of the apartment? There were globs of ice-slush things stuck to the screen.
DO YOU SEE THESE THINGS?!?
But it's all okay. Because I have this:
Mmmmmm. Hot Cocoa. And it's even sort of okay that it's March and I'm drinking hot cocoa. Because tomorrow it's not going to precipitate. And if it does? It will be rain. Because it won't be 30˚F. SO THERE.
