I have no desire to travel to the South Pole to hug a penguin. I feel like I'm already there.
It was interesting to see what Key West hit a record low of, gasp, 50 degrees...earlier in the week. I started to think about being there in July...when it seemed hotter than the surface of the sun. That warmed me up pretty good.
The older I get, the more my tropical core resists the cold. I also hate that winter dries out my skin. Plus, my summer clothes are much more comfortable than my bulky winter clothes.
But there's an upside to winter...the hot chocolate tastes so much better. Especially with big, fat, fluffy marshmallows.
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