This morning was cold.
Somewhere inside of me started crying because that means winter is coming.
Lola is scared too. She doesn't like winter either. One year she was just minding her own business and then got crushed like a snowball by a giant snow plow.
Poor girl. Oh yeah, Lo is my car. Lola, the Corolla.
Anyway, Santa Baby, I need a new coat this year. I'm window shopping. I'll get back with you. My only request: don't make me look like a part of a group of Asians on a College campus.
Christmas music love and all of mine!