Winter

Winter mode has taken over.

All I want to wear is fuzzy slippers, leggings and my hooded sweatshirt.

I don't want to go out. I don't really want to see anyone. The whole world seems to be sick, so honestly it's best if I just stay in.

Stay in and cuddle on the couch with my remote to watch TV. I do need to take care of myself so I don't come down with anything.

Maybe I have been watching a little too much TV. It may be one show in particular, but it's because I'm focused on my wellness for the good of those I love. I'm selfless that way. If I go down, the whole family goes down.

Okay. I'll come clean. I'm completely and totally addicted. It's terrible. It's all I think about. It's all I want to do. All day. Everyday.

How did this happen to me?

All I want to do is sit in front of the TV and watch this show. I think it came out a few years ago on regular TV. In fact I think I may have been overwhelmed by babies when it originally aired but thanks to Netflix, I can watch it now. Right now. Umm.... I think it's time to wrap this up.

Okay, I know, I know. If I don't post some pictures my mom will send me nasty emails. She's like that.

My lovely daughters had a Winter Formal Dance to attend at their school this past weekend. In fact, they were both nominated to the Winter Formal Court (I'm not bragging, just saying). The teachers nominate the kids and then their classmates vote on the nominees.

The girls didn't get voted in but they looked good.

Lizzy and her gang. Her verdict of the dance - terrible, awful, horrible, very bad.

Kelli and her date. Kelli's verdict of the dance - fun, a good time.

Two very different girls. Two very different verdicts. One dance.

Not that I'm in a hurry to go or anything but let's wrap this up.

Winter mode.

Winter formal.

Fuzzy slippers, comfy leggings, hooded sweatshirt.

TV.

Alias.

Gotta go.

Stay well.