It was 28 degrees when I took Chelsea out this morning.
On December 1st.
That's the kind of thing that doesn't happen around here until mid January, and then it typically lasts for 5 minutes before Hell moves back in. The weather these last couple of years makes me kind of wonder if there isn't a modicum of merit to that whole 2012 thing.
I think I'll work on some jewelry today because the shiny shack looks more like a frozen igloo, plus I have all these pretty hearts to play with and love makes the world a better place to be. Even if it is a little crazy.