(That's right, the title is another nod to MJ... I'm on a roll.)
I am posting this picture to remind people (me) that at one point in time, the temperature was (consistently) below 100 degrees in the Houston area. I was wearing a turtleneck, and I’m pretty sure I was still cold. Those were good times.
(This picture also provides proof that my eyes stay red pretty much from November until February… guess it’s the cold/dry combo?)
And I know this is really terribly wrong of me, but when I was watching the weather forecast on the news this morning (summary: unbearably hot from now until eternity with no rain in sight), I found myself wishing for another hurricane. Don’t judge me—you know you’ve thought the same thing.
Also, I wanted to share a fun Friday fact with you: I ask (read: force) Brian to read every blog that I write out loud to me. And then I usually get frustrated because he is not using the proper intonation when reading my writing, but that’s beside the point. Do any of you do this to your husband/significant other, or am I insane?