Fifteenth on the nineteenth.

Ok. I know...Its february already.
Yeah, I haven't posted a damn thing since December if you don't count late New Year pictures.

So my sister's having a Quincienaria-a-bobber thing on the 19th. (If you can't tell, my spelling is off on that.)
It sounds like a fun event. I wonder if she's already suggested a pinata? I know my dad is enjoying the planning. He's always been gung ho when it comes to having people come over especially to eat....My mom on the other hand, hides the Sprite in the pantry so people drink Coke instead.

I talked to them last night and my sister mentions that its close to 80 degrees and they're cleaning the pool.
Fuck, and I'm over here slipping on the ice trying to scale the pile of snow between me and my car door with a hot Latte in my hand and car keys in the other.

I'm always cold.