March the month that sucks

People love to ask me how I liked winter. The way the story goes, this was one of the roughest winters ever. Me, I loved it. Loved December, loved January, loved February. So much snow! Flora and I love to take long walks on snowy weekend mornings. There is nothing better than watching Flora play with the other dogs in the fresh snow at Wrightwood Park.

The cold can be a bit much. But I have a thick down coat, a bunch of hats as well as gloves. Also, I have really great boots. Three pairs of great winter boots! I love all of them.

March sucks. I remember hating it when I was in college. Two many warm weather false alarms and too much water. It is a long miserable month. I blame everything bad that has ever happened in my life on the month of March.

Long live Aretha

I can't believe the last time I posted was to defend Aretha's hat. Oh well. It's not like I am Arianna Huffington.