Wednesday, January 11, 2012

oh, January... you are so dreary!

Nothing goes better with you than: a warm kitten (or 4), a pot of hot apple cider and a stack of books.

Why then is it that I always find myself FLYING in January? The worst month of the entire year? and to warmer climes? Meaning travelers must carry a wide ranging wardrobe in order to be prepared for all activities?

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