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.