Today I said to Andrew, “baby, it’s cold outside” which immediately made me laugh. It’s nearly a pun. And speaking of Christmas music, it’s just one week away from me blaring Christmas carols all day long for an entire month. I can’t wait. The only thing that makes the cold bearable is the holidays, more precisely, Christmas music. Once the new year hits there will be no excuse for freezing temperatures, and I will be rather disgruntled. But for now, I’m enjoying my new coat, drinking lots of hot chocolate and dreaming about sugar plumbs. Actually I’ve never dreamt of them, I don’t even know what they are.
I’m not even sure what I’m rambling about or why. So, goodnight.