No more nay-nays.
I keep telling the kid I nanny for that I'm freezin' my nay-nays off. I'm not really sure what nay-nays are, but I can totally tell you I no longer have them...that is, if I once did. The idea of nay-nays sort of came from not wanting to explain "tits" to a six year old. (Curse, and bless you Madeline Kahn!) It's snowing.
Snow makes me cranky.
I have a metric dick-ton of coffee milk to consume (which is awesome), currently wearing a shirt that says polka time with a neat little accordion on it, and my warm socks are clean. I feel like I shouldn't be this put off by the weather, but Portland NEVER gets snow. The only thing that's been keeping me company is my starred playlist on Spotify.
Their suggestions for me are always GREAT.
(Kyson especially, unfff so dreamy~*~*~*~*~)
I've also managed to get through most of Twin Peaks, which has been an awesome experience!
I think if Dale Cooper, Christine Cagney, and Bloo from Foster's ran together and made a super human; it'd probably be me.
I think I'm going to make a bowl of ramen and snuggle up in bed.
As much as the snow drives me nuts, snow days are kind of fun once in awhile.