Someone Hand Me a Sweater
For anyone that has spent approximately .2 seconds with me, there is one pretty easy observation to make. I am always cold. I’m that girl that has a space heater under her desk at the office because the A/C is “too cold” (p.s. I have zero shame about it). A few years back, I was in Arizona with my family. We were driving on the interstate and one of my family members made the observation that while everyone was in shorts and t-shirts, I was in a sweatshirt… with a blanket on my lap. So why is all of this relevant? I’m a perpetually cold person, I live in Nebraska, and it’s March. I think it goes without saying, I have about had it with the snow, wind, ice, and cold. I’m over it. A few days ago, I walked out of work and it was 55 degrees outside. My heart LEAPT for joy. As I drove home with my music blaring and windows down, my nose caught a whiff of one of the most beautiful scents. I smelled hot dogs on the grill. I wish I were joking when I say this, but I had an actual t...
