Winter
Bundled up as I write this, and I'm basically bundled up from the moment I get home from work until I get up the next morning. I love winter. I do.
I mean it. I do.
Because I love being bundled. I love sweatshirts and sweaters and socks and blankets...
I don't like being cold, but I loooooooove being bundled up and snuggly.
So tonight I am. And I will be tomorrow and forever until it's too hot to be bundled.
And I'll probably be bundled then.
I don't want to move. Can someone bring me hot cocoa?
