You know what is white, round and sick of it being 35 degrees outside? This girl!
But wait! It’s sunny outside and going to reach a high of a sweltering 62 degrees today.
Now I know I shouldn’t bitch. I know it’s much colder elsewhere. I know that I have it good here in sunny California. Blah blah blah. But guess what? Some of us live in California for a reason. And it’s not so we can freeze our lily, white asses off.
Being a nudist and a late-in-life (not that I’m late in my life, thank you very much) sun lover makes enduring winter around here almost unbearable. I hate the cold. The older I get, the more I hate it. You would think that being a fat nudist it wouldn’t bother me so much. I mean, I do have a little extra insulation going on around here. Nope. Apparently it doesn’t work that way. At least not once you hit your forties. Or some shit.
I can’t wait for the sun~ the real sun~ to come back. You know the kind… the kind that burns your eyes and makes you sweat and turns you all red and you feel like you almost have to run inside to escape it before you burst into flames. Yeah, that kind. See, I’ve come to love that part of summer. I love the heavy air and lying on my patio; smelling like sunblock and reading a book while listening to Pink Floyd on Pandora.
For now, I suppose I’ll make due with my hoodies and sweats and coat and slippers and socks and the occasional beanie to survive until I can safely return to the outdoors without running the risk of my nipples freezing and falling off.
How are we even related?? Don’t go rushing winter. I’m not ready for summer just yet.
If I could magically make it summer tomorrow I would. I don’t want “hell” hot, but I’d love to live somewhere that it’s like 90 ish year round.
Reading this poolside, naked, enjoying the warmth of Palm Springs. No frozen nipples here. I too HATE cold. Not sure if you know this, but I used to live full-time in PS and visit LdS every other weekend…because I loved the heat. I hate winter.
I never really hated summer, but I never loved the heat~ until I got a little older. The older I get, the more I love it. And I definitely hate winter. I can’t wait for it to end. I hate the cold. It’s miserable (even with the sun shining it’s miserable). I even get cold during the summer when I’m in my little cubby at the pool and I have the swamp cooler on. Only a few more months….