freezing.

Today is freeeeeezing. Days like this I kind of look forward to going to work. I'd rather be there staying busy, selling drugs, and keeping warm than sitting at home feeling claustrophobic with nothing to do but clean the house. Yes, I said it. Work is better than cleaning.

Speaking of freezing....


The poor little booger. It was so windy, he couldn't even keep his hat on. (It still looked cute, though. I'm a sucker for hats.) Note to self: Just because temps at the bottom of Stone Mountain are slightly chilly, but tolerable, does not mean we should go dragging P up the mountain on the Sky Train. Nope. Not one of my grandest ideas. The top of the mountain was about 15 degrees colder and the wind was about 15 miles per hour stronger. And the fog was so thick it felt like we were floating in the sky on one huge granite cloud. Nice, Rebecca. An almost two year old has no business braving those conditions. But, nonetheless, my brave boy still had a fabulous time.