You know, when you want to wear that awesome little dress for the first time in the spring, but Mother Nature isn't cooperating...but for some reason, your parents let you wear it anyway? I was only 3 in this picture, but I have a vivid recollection of this day. It was cold, and I was cranky.
Nada has changed. Ask Poseidon, I've been cranky for the past 2 weeks because of the weather and I think he is ready to make me sleep in the crawlspace under the house.
I'm whining, yet again. Next Monday, high of 72ish. Tuesday? High of 48ish. Mother Nature, to quote one of my good friends, Mar, "Go home. You're drunk."