Winter. Again.
This morning Dave asked if I could take over with the kid because he had to finish his lecture for today's class. He said "It's really nice out. It's already 60 degrees." So I haul myself out of bed, and this is what I see:
which is ironic, because yesterday, after the procurement of one more pair of totally cute flip-flops, I considered my summer shoe collection complete:
I'm drowning my sorrows in this:
