Showing posts with label Winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Winter. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

It must be Spring.

You know the disorder where you get more depressed in the winter time, 
SAD I believe it is called. . .  well I think I have that.
My dear poor husband, thank heavens he loves me unconditionally, 
because I have been on the verge of break down.
Winter is coming to an end, and I am ready for some serious sunshine!
I am in need of some 85+ degree weather to liven things up around here.


And on another note, I need some exercise and have very little motivation to do so.
I am probably one the most out of shape people you will find, and it just isn't cutting it anymore.
So please,
if you have anything for me, or know of something enjoyable I can do,
I am taking suggestions.

I also misplaced my camera
cord, I can't find it anywhere!

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

It's Winter Here

This past week the weather has been fabulous!
It is 70 degrees, in January.

I am used to the 30-40 degree snowy day's in Utah this time of year, in which every year I felt
like it was the coldest winter we ever had!.
{and let me tell you, I miss nothing of those winters.}

Perfect would be a 90 degree day, but 70's, I will happily take.


On this lovely weathered weekend, we went miniature golfing.
:)

And what to go better with this lovely weather than some 
delicious homemade ice cream.


I hope you had a nice warm weekend too.
And if it wasn't warm, I still hope it was real nice.

:)

Friday, February 4, 2011

Winter.

Winter has got to go.
Last night, our heater was not working.
AT ALL!
Worst night sleep in history.
(ok, maybe not in history, but it was not a fun one.)


Atleast this guy gave me a good laugh. . . .
Yes, he is in a Google snuggie. . .
. . .and being dead serious!

Monday, November 22, 2010

Dreaming. . . .

Jordan got an intership offer in Miami.
We would be leaving in January.
Looking outside, and knowing winter has only begun . . . .
I am regreting our decision of declining the offer.
. . . . . . I wish I were on the beaches of Miami.