I have always said I would die if I lived in a country with snow. Seriously. I cannot take cold weather, even for a few days, I tell ya.  This whole week has been cold and it’s seriously, seriously driving me up the wall. Egaad.

I dunno…I must be a prime candidate for S.A.D., or Seasonal Affective Disorder. Harhar. Whenever the weather gets gloomy and cold, I feel so cold and dreary on the inside as well. I am the type, after all, who thrives under the sun. I mean, give me bright golden sunshine any day, even if it were humid. I’d rather push around one of those toro lawn mowers while getting all sweaty and sticky rather than have to shovel through snow. I hate, hate, hate the cold.

I don’t know how much more of this cold weather I can take. Boo.

Interestingly, though, while many others tend to compensate for the weather by eating a lot, the cold weather (especially rainy, stormy days) seem to kill my appetite. Must be the anxiety and gloominess it brings I tell ya. I do have the cravings though, but it’s more of a random-wanting-to-eat feelingbut I don’t feel compelled to act upon it. After the rains, however, this is when the munchies take over. Take today, for instance…it’s finally a wee bit brighter and drier and yes, you guessed it…it’s cheat day. Haha.  Egaad,

Nuff with this crazy weather please.