So here we are. It’s early December. There’s a foot of snow on the ground. The air hurts your face. My driveway looks like the tundra scene from a National Geographic special. And what do I do? I buy a slushie maker.
So here we are. It’s early December. There’s a foot of snow on the ground. The air hurts your face. My driveway looks like the tundra scene from a National Geographic special. And what do I do? I buy a slushie maker.
It’s August. You’ve reached that magical part of the year where everything is hot, sticky, and somehow smells like sunscreen, regret, and barbecue residue. It’s still 89 degrees outside, but Target wants you to believe you need a 12-pack of mini Snickers for trick-or-treaters who won’t show up for another 80 days.
It’s official. We’re done with winter!