Every. Year. Is it any wonder that spring is my least favorite season?
Over the last couple of months, we have had maybe 3 days that have been in the 30s. Maybe. Guess how many we have had since last week's rearranging? 4. At least. Oh spring... just when I thought we might be able to be friends.
So rather than actually celebrating spring... I will window shop online to my little heart's content, while blasting the heater and burrowing under multiple blankets. Take that, spring, winter and I are perfectly happy to wait for you to arrive.