For a few days, I thought the cold winter breeze had finally descended upon Florida and I wasn’t sure if I would be thrilled or not. My joints began to ache like I was 90 (haha) and laundry day became more frequent than ever (mind you, the temperatures here are not even remotely close to those up north). The only consolation is I finally get to layer without being judged. That’s a fair bargain, I guess. 😛
This has been the busiest December of my entire life. I have so many tasks to accomplish before Christmas eve and I’m not even halfway done. Life has been throwing me curve ball after curve ball lately and I haven’t even had the time to breathe and take it all in. So one day, when my hubby and I finally had an opportunity to relax, we decided to visit the John and Mable Ringling Museum of Art in Sarasota, Florida last Monday. I wasn’t interested at first because I thought the place looked like a circus (literally) since it was named after The Ringling Bros., who were owners of one of America’s largest circuses. I was wrong, of course.