Seriously, someone tell the snow that its almost time to pull out short sleeves and flip flops! I long for the days of running outside in a minutes notice. Wrapping two kids in fleece gets old...not to mention the static electricity that engulfs Emory's head. Most days she resembles a troll or Lynne Stone during her Dance TV debut.
Lately, when a smidgen of sunshine emerges I start daydreaming of sunscreen and bare feet and have to stop myself from calling Island Tan to see if bed #4 is open. My in-laws just returned from Hawaii and my lovely neighbors are packing for Florida. Jealousy just scratches the surface of my dry, pasty-white skin.
To ease my winter blues I have been playing Bob Marley, drinking lemonade, and highlighted my hair. My husband must be struggling, too, as he ignored the freezing temperatures this weekend to pressure wash the house and clean the back porch.
Any other cures for Vitamin D deficiency out there?
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