I am officially done.
I don't want any more cold and grey.
I have completely steeped myself in hot tea (and drowned my sorrows in almond cookies) and I don't want any more.
Bring on the sunshine and warmth - and yes, even the sloggy wetness that is spring.
SOMEONE - threaten me with the promise of bathing suit season to awaken my urgency in this pursuit of the ever-elusive "healthy lifestyle."
I want to walk on a beach,
I want to CHOOSE not to wear shorts.
I want bare feet and the chore of mowing the lawn.
I want lemonade and grilled meat-stuffs.
ah.
sigh.
I don't want any more cold and grey.
I have completely steeped myself in hot tea (and drowned my sorrows in almond cookies) and I don't want any more.
Bring on the sunshine and warmth - and yes, even the sloggy wetness that is spring.
SOMEONE - threaten me with the promise of bathing suit season to awaken my urgency in this pursuit of the ever-elusive "healthy lifestyle."
I want to walk on a beach,
I want to CHOOSE not to wear shorts.
I want bare feet and the chore of mowing the lawn.
I want lemonade and grilled meat-stuffs.
ah.
sigh.