Staring at the picture above makes me want four things:1. For it to snow for the next two days. (Snowed in!!!!)
2. For all of the snow plow trucks to break down by midnight tonight, and all of the car mechanics of America happen to have broken their arms.
3. For all of the salt and sand to vanish from the salt/sand trucks in the middle of the night .
4. Summer.
That picture just screams, "it's way too sunny, give me my wayfarer sunglasses ... no, the res and black Ray Bans.", "thank God I wore my white linen summer dress and gladiator sandals to the park today, it's way too hot for skinny jeans.", and "it's Sunday Funday!!!! Wanna hang at the park, lay in the grass, jam to some music, and blow some bubbles?"
No thanks to the groundhog who gained us six more weeks of winter, are in for a cold, dark surprise. Something tells me this is going to be a rough cold six weeks. Brutal. So let's make the best of it. In the mean time, we'll party indoors, we'll continue to see good bands play live, and we'll go to New York when it's way too cold, just because we're dying to see what new vintage stuff Sweet Tater got in this week.
On the bright side, now I have an excuse to continue rocking my pleather pants with leather boots for another six weeks. SIX WEEKS! Get used to it if you haven't already.
Maybe this groundhog seeing his shadow thing isn't such a bad thing after all. I mean, in reality he really just helped me extend my wardrobe to the fullest extent.
Rock on, goundhooooooog.
