Yesterday it was 57.7 degrees outside (according to the clock in my kitchen), and I had recently gotten a pedicure.
I gave serious (SERIOUS) consideration to wearing flip flops.
There was a time in my (not so distant) history that 57.7* was nothing but a cruel joke played by the island gods. And now I'm considering sandals.
My blood must be thickening after all.
Maybe a little bit of Fort Drum rubbed off on you! :)
ReplyDeleteHaha, maybe so!
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