I’m nice in warm in bed, especially my toes.  But the candy is in the fridge.  And my tummy wants one (okay two).

I see the s word in my weather ticker.  I don’t like the s word.  And it’s officially freezing.  I want to know what happened to summer.  I feel jipped.  And how is it almost the new year?

My stomach won.  Signing off to get my exquisitely delicious candy.