Brr! My feet have been chunks of ice at the bottom of my legs for a week straight now! Of course, if I really minded, I probably would have put on socks by now. Lol. It's weird, but cold feet are a kind of nostalgia for me. It reminds me of my home in Tehachapi where it was freakin' freezing at least 6 months out of the year. When my feet are cold and won't warm up no matter what I do, it reminds me of the snow and the forts and slides and igloos we used to build when there was enough of the stuff.
It was when I was with my family.
Sometimes I really miss those times. I look back now and think that I must have been a little terror to my siblings, but I really liked being at home with everyone. My biggest worry was the guy I liked at school or having not done a homework assignment that was due that day, though that last thing never concerned me over-much.
In Other News:
Still waiting for those JYJ tickets to come on sale. Their website said that the tickets were going to be "reasonable" when it comes to price so that all their fans can come. I'm a little apprehensive about a big company's definition of 'reasonable' so even now I haven't been able to get rid of the little knot of dread in my stomach. Their news board hasn't changed so I'm still anticipating that the tickets will be available early this week, which I would take to mean today. Good luck to me! I hate waiting. Waiting is worse than anything else in the world.
*Kicks waiting around in the dust a little bit just to illustrate her deep dislike for it.*
And now, my avid readers...reader...no one in particular, I'm signing off with a little reminder that the Q are watching, so be on your best behavior.
2 comments:
OMG I so remember those snow forts that we used to make, it took all day and most of our yards snow to make them. I remember one very strong fort that we had made and I think it was Stephen who became frustrated with the fact that it was uneffected by the biggest of snowballs so he ran up to it (dodging and not so dodging our attacks) and jumped on the thing.
Ah! I remember that! We were so mad at him.
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