Frio

It's finally that time of the year...
There are three blankets on my bed in which I find myself getting "burrito-wrapped."
I have late-night tea-time with Mom where we talk existential shit... or just gossip.
I can rock leggings under any stupid dress I may be forced to wear, and no one can say shit.
Best of all, after two months of waiting, I can finally wear these bad boys:

My two loves: Boots and Little Mac.

I spy... 2 more loves: my violin and my camera

It's cold outside... and I fuckin' love it.
I'm so happy, I'm even giving myself manicures just for the hell of it.

"Zombie hands" (funniest thing I've heard, BTW) 

Life is good.
Beautiful weekend, here I come!