And how did that world reward me for my efforts? Ice. Ice all over the place. Ice on my wind shield, ice under my shoes. But not the obvious kind of ice that you see and immediately think, "Hey, that's ice, I should probably walk slower." This ice wasn't messing around. This ice was perfectly clear and camouflaged and out to get me.
Unfortunately, I didn't take notice of this ice until after slipping right off of my feet, landing directly on my hip and knee.
|How delicious is my husband.|
I've had it with this dump of a season! I need a beach! I need warmth. I need melted chap stick and my poofy floral clown pants. I need sandals or just no shoes at all. I need that otherworldly feeling of slightly sunburnt skin. I need some vitamin D, y'all. And not from a bottle. From the sky!
I need the smell of Summer, I need its noises in my ears.