winter . . .

Monday morning I tooled to the grocery store in a sleeveless blouse with the top down on the Miata, loving the magical 80+ degree weather in November. Apparently, my thoughts thoroughly ticked off Mother Nature because today looks more like this:

and truth be told, our small town doesn't have stats like this so I stole these from Orlando which is always a few degrees warmer than here.

So I think I will stay tucked under the covers for a bit longer before I try to remember where I packed last winter's mukluks, long johns and sherpa coats . . . brrrrrrrrrr.

But on a better note, it has put me in the mood to make my Christmas cards this year . . . something that didn't happen last year in the midst of all the 9TS drama. Look for super fat envies in your mailbox . . .