I am so stoked for it to finally be sweater and boot weather! I absolutely love being in the cold. I always say,"when you're in the cold, at least you can grab a cup of hot cocoa, a few blankets and cuddle up to keep warm. When you're in the heat there is no escaping unless you have that moolah to spend on the AC." So yes, I prefer the cold weather. That's why one day I hope to live somewhere where it rains - a lot. Being surrounded by the rain gives me peace and comfort. Maybe even live somewhere where it snows for awhile. I know a lot of people say that after some time you get over the snow and it becomes irritating to have to shovel out the snow from the driveway and off your car and such but, I think I would quite enjoy it. At least until my pipes start to crack and we run out of hot water. I make myself laugh.
So, currently it is cold. I am sitting at my desk wearing boots and an old baggy sweater my dad gave me and I have a cup of hot white chocolate mocha. I had nothing that I needed to do today so I took advantage and was lazy all day. I watched Parenthood on Netflix, munched on what soft candies I could (I got my wisdom teeth removed), and curled up under the blankets with my pooch, Marley. It's safe to say that today was a good day. If only my hubby could have had the day off so that we could have cuddled and watched movies together. I want to look back and remember today and how easy it could be sometimes, especially on days that are dark. That is why I am making this post. That is why I make any of my posts. As reminders. As a sort of online diary that I share with readers. I know I don't have a specific theme or whatever to my blog like some usually do. I guess that IS my theme...themeless. I have a themeless, random blog about life where I update you on my current situations or moods and attempt to keep posting every now and then. Which is quite fitting for me. I hope it is interesting enough for you. I like you. Although I don't know you...is there anybody out there? Well I like you anyways. Even if you don't know it.
Cheers,
Bree
