Fall, glorious fall!
Let’s go for a hayride!
Hot toddies for all,
Brrry chatter and mittens,
What is there more heavenly?
We’ve waited all year…..
STOP!!!!!!!
Excuse me?
You HATE being cold!!!!
But the seasons, the seasons, the chilliness and the smell of roasting turkey, and watching snowflakes drifting, making shadows in the light of streetlamps, and flamimg plum puddings, that only do their thing when it’s drafty and…
HALT. STOP RIGHT THERE.
What planet do you live on?
Nevermind, I know the answer to that.
You need to remember one thing. Only one.
You always rain on my parade.
Better now than later.
Every single day in NYC, from October through March, THREE HOURS IN THE BATH TUB to get warm, and even that wasn’t enough.
I was only imagining…..but you nipped it in the bud, I hope you’re proud of yourself.
You were getting too close to manifesting the fantasy.
I’m very good at manifesting, aren’t I?
Too good. California Dreamin’?
I need a moment to adjust.
‘I’d be save and warm if I was in LA’… but it’s FREEZING today!
You are Hopeless.