More snow. More cold. I'm so ready for warmer weather. Seriously. I say that almost every winter, but this year it's snowed so much, not a lot just often. I'm ready to move on. Almost like...
Cleaned some, thought some, talked to my brothers. Silly, we're all silly. I really hope we never lose that, that we never get so mad at each we stop talking. *stops with the sentimentality*
Post Picture: Me at about 5-years-old, on the steps at my old house. I loved pink when I was little. Then I just stopped...liking pink and being little. heh
