It's official. I can never live in the North. I hate being cold. Poor Frank has to listen to me whine all the time, saying, "I'm frozen!"
This is me for the next three months:
Although I do like everything that goes along with cold weather:
Red Wine
Bailey's
Hot Totties
Cocoa (with a little rum in it).
Okay, maybe I just like to drink. Who cares? It's too cold to figure it out!
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"My nose is froze. My toes is froze. My tail is froze. Even my non-existant eyebrows is froze." Get me some alcohol to warm me up!
Ha! That is "me's" other favorite saying!
And I spelled "existent" wrong. Forgive me, oh spellinggal! :)
Some SpellingGal I am. I didn't even notice.
Paloma and I agree! We will be snuggled up on the couch until it gets warm again. So sad, because Houston is not as cold as Dallas.
Paloma thinks her Aunt Elsa lives in the Arctic. BRRR!
I don't blame Paloma for being cold since she weighs less than three pounds.
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