i think i am going crazy. i hate cold rain. i've decided that i don't even like the brief snow we got. i want spring damnit! i want to read outside, workout outside, ride my bike without turning pink, wear flip flops constantly and be able to lay out and SWIM. even thinking of swimming and laying out makes me salivate. i am obsessed with the idea of heat!!!!
when i was 3.5, my family got plucked out of wyoming and inprisoned in louisiana. i had never felt such heat and humidity. i ran around completely naked because i couldn't breath. my parents would dress me and within minutes i was just in my diaper, if even that (shouldn't i have been potty trained by 3.5????) unfortunately, there is picture evidence of my nudist summer. in many of these pictures i have a lone orange mardi gras bead on top of my head as some sort of crown. strange. after 20 something years in the south, i can now say that throwing me back to wyoming would be instant torture. i'm sure i'd love the scenery, but the cold? nothankyou.
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