The weather right now is like that guy you crushed on in high school. No, I don't mean cool and hot -- but he was that too. I mean, I can't tell if he is gong to make his mind up on what he wants, and it's driving me nuts. All I want to do is wear cute dresses and skirts, but he's dragging things out, making me guess what he wants and is just confusing the heck out of me (
Are you there God? It's me, Amber).
The weather reports these days include a cornucopia of rain, sun and weather that just isn't quite warm enough for me. It's sunny one day, rainy the next; it's enough to make my head spin. Trying to guess what the weather will be is like trying to guess what that dude is thinking. So I guess I just have to sit back, wait things out and hope he,
I mean the weather, will come around eventually. I suppose when my sunny days and 75' degree (
though I'd prefer 85') weather finally show up, I'll be as giddy as a high schooler when she finally get word that he likes her. He really likes her.
Rain requires closed toe shoes (over them!), and brisk weather requires a cardigan (really, again?). I almost gave up but I threw some pink and ruffles in there for kicks, but you know I didn't want to give him any satisfaction and try too hard.