I just want to wear flip flops. Flip flop weather means sunshine, warm air, skirts, sand between the toes, picnics and trips to the beach. It means our pool will be opened and we’ll be outside ALL THE TIME.
I thought we were there. And then it snowed this weekend. Hailed and snowed. And a freezing cold wind rattled the windows all day and night. I have a bone to pick with Mother Nature. This winter started early and has dragged on weeks longer than I’d like it to. I’m officially done bundling up to keep warm. Ridiculous.
And though I have been craving the freedom that flip flops bring, this weekend brought with it some very unwelcome sock weather. Let’s hope I don’t have to see these babies again until fall.