Today, since it’s back to being frigid, and I’m feeling like the cold plus a bad night of sleep might be getting me down, despite the fact that it’s Thursday, instead of words, I’ll just leave everyone with my favorite kind of holiday song. Sometimes James on repeat is the only thing for the day. I suspect a little yoga later on might also do the trick.
Zip up and stay warm for this one, chickadees. The weekend’s right in our grasp, now.