Brrrr

“Brrrrrrr…it’s cold in here…there must be some Toro’s in the atmosphere!”
(bonus points if you actually know what movie I’m quoting)

*dork alert* any time I say “brrrrr” in my head or out loud, this chant gets stuck in my head

Okay, so this is the post where anyone north of Florida is going to roll their eyes, but

I’m freaking COLD, people!

I know, I know…us Floridians just can’t be happy,

complain about being hot then turn around and complain about being cold.

First of all, anything under 70 is cold in my book.

As a Florida native, I’m not equipped to handle this kind of weather. My blood’s too thin. Not enough insulation.

I’m not complaining per se, just stating a fact.

It’s COLD!

The warmest room in my house is a little half bath on the first floor.

It’s so warm…like a roaring fire. If it was more comfortable, I would be tempted to hide out in there all day.

Unfortunately, it’s not.

So, when the heat is on in the house, I only use the half bathroom and I relish in the warmth…

for those 2 min.

P.S. this photo has nothing to do with my post other than it looks pretty cold there, but isn’t it pretty?! via UnSplash