i can't escape it
I can't. I'll never be warm again, I swear. I like winter, but if has to be cold, why can't it snow too? The only time I'm ever warm, I think, is when I'm taking a hot shower and the steam is billowing around me, or I'm under mounds of covers on my bed. Or, back around progressive dinner time, I went tanning a few times, and I felt wonderful to be warm and toasty for about 10 minutes in the tanning bed. Or standing in front of a fire, but our fireplace doesn't work right, so we can't have fires. That may change soon, which would be wonderful.
Last night was freezing. It's utterly ridiculous to go caroling when it's 27 degrees outside. Oh, I did something so terrible last night, I shudder to think what might have happened, had Joey Strawn not been there. We went to this nice old lady's house and sang, then we got invited inside (where it was warm, thankfully). As we got ready to sing another song, Joey all of a sudden looks down, then looks back up at me with this strange look on his face and says, "Sarah, you're standing on her oxygen tube!" I felt so terrible! I was like, "Joey! Oh my god! I almost killed some old lady!" How terrible would it have been if she had died because of me, while we were singing her favorite Christmas carol? My only consolation is that she would have died happy. I truly felt like a horrible person though. Of course, I was reminded all night of how I tried to "assassinate a nice old lady," in Joey's words. From now on, I'll always check where I put my feet.
Tigers game tonight! In a box at the Forum! I'm going to practice All-State music now. With a blanket and a warm rice bag.
Last night was freezing. It's utterly ridiculous to go caroling when it's 27 degrees outside. Oh, I did something so terrible last night, I shudder to think what might have happened, had Joey Strawn not been there. We went to this nice old lady's house and sang, then we got invited inside (where it was warm, thankfully). As we got ready to sing another song, Joey all of a sudden looks down, then looks back up at me with this strange look on his face and says, "Sarah, you're standing on her oxygen tube!" I felt so terrible! I was like, "Joey! Oh my god! I almost killed some old lady!" How terrible would it have been if she had died because of me, while we were singing her favorite Christmas carol? My only consolation is that she would have died happy. I truly felt like a horrible person though. Of course, I was reminded all night of how I tried to "assassinate a nice old lady," in Joey's words. From now on, I'll always check where I put my feet.
Tigers game tonight! In a box at the Forum! I'm going to practice All-State music now. With a blanket and a warm rice bag.