I don't like cold weather.

Cold weather makes me grumpy. It makes me grumpy at my kids. It makes me grumpy at my husband. It makes me grumpy at the librarian. Grumpy for no reason. Actually I was mad at the librarian because she wouldn't let my husband check out the books with his library card that I had on hold with my library card. I actually had to call the library and give them permission to let my husband check the books out and they said they would make a "special exception" this time and allow him to check them out with my permission over the phone. It makes me grumpy at my DVD player for not playing Barbie and the Magic Pegasus that my girls were begging to watch. It makes me grumpy at myself for possibly choosing the wrong paint color for the kid's room and not doing laundry today like I was supposed to. It makes me grumpy at my floors for not mopping themselves.

All I want to do is sit on the couch with a blanket over my lap and do nothing but a whole lot of nothing. I don't want to clean. I don't want to cook. The cold weather stunts my blogging momentum.

I'm going to go bake a cake right now. Not because I want to, but because I have a child turning one tomorrow. I just can't jip her on her first birthday. Not that she would care or even know, but I have five other kids that care and know. I'll be back tomorrow, hopefully in a better mood because it's supposed to be like 10 degrees warmer. I don't know how you people who live in the snow do it. You're awesome!