Personally, I hate the cold. I actually hate the 60s. I need at least 70s to be adequately happy. My skin looks terrible all winter because it gets so dry and flaky. Then I over moisturize and it breaks out. It's a terrible, viscous cycle. Then today, when I woke up and it was 11 degrees, I had no idea what to wear to court. What is a 30 year old girl supposed to wear to court when it is 11 degrees? I couldn't wear my snow boots which was really disappointing, and I don't think I'll be able to unsausage myself from the 2 shirts I currently have on, but suffice it to say that I'm wearing a lot of clothes right now. Last year when we went to Miami we experienced the 80s in January--and then I understood why older people move there to retire. The cold is for the birds, and the sun is where it's at! If you guys need me, I'll be at home in my bed with the heated mattress pad turned on, dreaming of summer! To all of you who were whining when it was 70 degrees right before Christmas because it "didn't feel Christmas-y", I blame you for this.
On the way to work! Brrr! It was 9 when Forrest left this morning!
Ruffles is not good at cold weather either. I'll find her in the same position when I get home from work, I guarantee!
Thrill me with your cold weather stories! I know I don't have it as bad as those of you with SNOW!!