It's cold here. Imagine the kind of cold like your nose- is - freezing -and - running-in-a-second kind cold. Kleenex can be found in all of my winter coats. I should amend this statement to 'it's cold here to all of us except Mr. Handsome, who, you know, is impervious. ' Srlsy.
So Lisa, these are for you. It's so cold that the sky is pink and I am outside taking pictures in the friggin' cold because I know that you would love it here. And I am SO not complaining. And that 70 degree weather I just read on your blog, well, I will try and not shoot you. ;)
Trying to stay warm in the Enchanted Mitten.