Old Man Winter is showing his bitter face this week. -10 this morning and slow, cold cars that won't start. Wind that unpleasantly enters your lungs. Friiiiiiio. We took refuge in the cathedral, made cinnamon rolls with tapioca flour, and watched Mr. B. Thank the heavens for landlord-paid heating.
(On a side note, I will be TWENTY-FIVE in three days...! Wow.)
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