
sunny day by wwrinserepeat
Some days, during the deepest dark of winter, I can't help but wonder why any of us live in the Midwest. Sure, the Christmas snow is charming. The people move at a livable pace and housing is cheap. Men still hold doors. People routinely offer to let you cut in line. But then, there's that one thing. That tiny amoeba sized-flaw in the entire plan.
The entire month of January. Thirty-one days that, as far as I'm considered, can eat it.
Tomorrow's forcast: High of zero degrees. Windchills of up to -45. In other words...any and all exposed flesh is headed for swift and immediate cellular death.
Have a warm Wednesday :)
P.S. I added a little music gadget to this bad boy. Fear not-it is set to play only when told. But, feel free to scroll to the bottom of the page and press that cheerful little 'play' triangle to experience some tunage that might just get you through Hump Day (?).












