The big fluffy shveater

Yesterday was coooooooold. It snowed. And I didn't have a coat on.
SO, when I got home I wore my big fluffy sweater.
And I wore it to school today.
It's so COMFY!
Sometimes, when I wear it, I occasionally go temporarily insane.
And channel my inner turtle.
With my camera on.

This is me hiding in my sweater like a turtle.

And again.

This is me being Daniel Larusso. And doing the CRANE.

This is me sticking my head out of my sweater like a for REAL turtle.

This is me standing on my chair like I do sometimes when I need to see what my clothes look like in my circular mirror. That is up high.

This is me hiding further in my sweater like a terrified turtle.

I don't know what this is.

Or this.

ice ice baby.

So, I know that my family may scoff when I say that it's cold outside, as they sit in their 3 feet of snow, but I would like to paint a picture for you all.

This morning, I woke up it was nice and toasty in my bed, but when I looked at my window, I knew that the warm and toasty feeling wouldn't last as soon as my feet touched the floor. My windows were steamy. Steamy like I had been doing more than just sleep (which I was not).

Then I put on my glasses and realized there was something else wrong with my window. It was frosted and iced shut. On the INSIDE!

You think I'm lying, don't you? I thought you would. Therefore, I took a picture for you. Several. Just to prove it to you.




Good morning, crap fest.

why do people say "have a good monday?"

mondays are, by definition, crappy days.
personally for me, mondays mean that i realize that all of those things that i was supposed to do over the weekend, but didn't?
they come back with a vengence.
clawing and ripping.
snarling with their massive fangs.
(just so you know, those things that i'm supposed to do are personified in the form of the abominable snow man)
so mondays are really scary.
so why taunt me by saying "happy monday?"

holy burning agony, batman!

here's the problem.

there is no air condition in my house.
we have a swamp cooler, but it's on the fritz.
the man is coming back to fix it today, hopefully.
the problem is that it is a BILLION degrees in my apartment.
and, my room is on the second floor. heat rises.
i feel even worse for my roommate. she's on the third floor.
and it's blazing.
i seriously considered doing this.photo courtesy of
i am very tempted to all the time. like right now.
i would even like it to snow.
but just in my house.

gives you hail.

8:30 am: I woke up and looked out the window.
rain.
9:15 am: I walked out of my apartment and to school.
snow.
10:50 am: i started walking home.
hail.
11:20 am: i walked to the store.
LOTS of hail
12:55 pm: i'm sitting in my room.
sun shiney and cold.

i'm not really sure what's going on.

correct me if i'm wrong

but it is april, right?

(actually, almost may)

not october?

or february?

i see no candy hearts or candy corn. or candy canes for that matter.

so... why is it so cold?

what happened to spring.

and drip drip drop little april showers?

because right now we have drip drip drop little april snow.

ew.

i'm an avid reader

i'm not a huge fan of snow.

i used to like it. a lot. in high school, i prayed for it.

reason: in Oklahoma, not many people know how to drive in snow. if the snow got too deep (2 or 3 inches), we got a snow day. i love snow days.

but here in Utah, everyone knows how to drive in snow. if they don't, they fake it.

but that's not the reason why today i'm sad it's snowing.

i like to read on my way to school. it's relaxing, it takes my mind off of the 327.987462849 things i have to do in the next 13 days.

but today, it's snowing. the book would get wet.

ew.

in case you aren't in Provo right now, i'm gonna show you what's going on.

SNOW

there's a reason that word is black. and capital. and bold.

it's because snow is disgusting.

disgusting, wet, cold, mushy, makes my socks wet, and slushy.

i hate having we socks.

don't get me wrong. i feel that there is a place for snow. i really do.

i love snow at christmas. it's pretty and romantic and makes you want to curl up on the couch with a blanket, a cup of hot chocolate, and bing crosby.

i love snow days. i really like staying in bed when i would usually have to go to school.

i love snow in the movies. it's pretty.

i love snow men.

but. in march, when it was warm enough for me to walk around in a t-shirt this morning, i don't like snow.

and i don't like having wet socks.

poor brigham, he looks cold.