Cold Smold.....

I hate the cold. I love September. It's my favorite month. Not too hot, not too cold. Now, it's going to be too cold. Too cold to throw the baby in the stroller without turning her into a mummy. Too cold to throw on my flip flops. Too cold cold cold. I wish I could migrate for the winter. Really it's true. I love to ski. I really do. But I would say I am a fairweather skier. If its windy, you know where I will be. I will be down in the lodge with a hot toty in my had. But to think of it, I can actually ski this year! Which makes me feel a bit better since I haven't been for TWO YEARS and the last experience was not a good one because I thought I would try snowboarding with Bryan. MMMMK NO THANKS to that.. I was like GET MY SKIS AND GET THEM FAST! I am not a boarder, never have been never will be. I like my good ole trusty skis where I don't have to eat snow all day. I can't wait to take Liv. She will be a skier too. She will be the cutest little snow bunny that ever lived. But I still hate the cold.