I realized this weekend how I loathe winter: short days, cold weather, coats, boots, hats, gloves, and slush. I have never been out of the country, but want to go somewhere warm, sunny, and tropical right now. I want to lay on the beach holding a my ice cold seltzer water with lemon and watch the kids play in the sand/surf.
***WE INTERRUPT THIS BLOG TO YELL "JAKE DON'T MAKE YOUR SISTER THROW AWAY YOUR DIRTY EARWAX Q-TIP! THERE'S A TRASH CAN IN THE BATHROOM-THAT'S GROSS!"***
I want to feel warm breezes blow gently through my hair as I taste the salt on my lips and feel the warm sun on my skin. Take me there. Actually, scratch the "watch the kids play in the sand/surf", I want to be there with my husband only. My dad will happily watch the kids for me, right?
I just want to go to Fiji. My husband doesn't like to fly, and won't fly unless he absolutely has to (like that time he HAD to go to a bachelor party in Ft. Lauderdale) *insert an insanely painful looking eye-roll*
Can someone please convince my wonderful husband of 13 years that this place NEEDS me?? I really really really want to go. Maybe for our 15 year anniversary? I'll save my pennies, I promise...just take me there.
Incidentally, as I was looking for pictures of Fiji, I found another blog that said "the most depressing day of the year is the 3rd Monday in January". Today is the 4th Monday in January. I don't know if I would say I'm depressed, but irritated and tired of this crappy weather.
Maybe I'll go to a tanning salon today and imagine laying on the beach while in a tanning bed? HUGE THANK YOU to my Wifey, Diane for letting me get nekkid in her basement to use her tanning bed!!