Today it was 65 degrees. Did you see that? Do you know what month it is? Do you know what season it is? It was glorious, truly glorious. That said, I don't like it on principle. I feel like the weather is fooling me.
Weather: I'm so warm today.
Ashley: I know, it's like spring is coming!
Weather: HA! It's January yo. I can snow on you again, and I will!
Weather seems to be serious about trying to fool me. The forecast for this week says 50+ everyday, which is what today said, and it was actually 65.
Anywho, I packed up the family to go "hiking today." By family, I meant Felix and Nana. The Chainsaw isn't feeling too hot today. By hiking, I mean going on a walk on a trail. Felix called it hiking. Our favorite walking place is technically on a farm (but also has public trails). There are cows!
There are sticks you can pick up and use to poke at cow pies (after your dog is done sniffing them, of course).
You can declare yourself "Jogging Boy," and jog far ahead of yo mama.
You can pick up rocks and throw them in the bushes. Mom says no throwing rocks in the house, but it is ok here as long as there isn't anything alive in your strike zone.
The sun shines brightly.
And if you're really lucky, the cows will be having a feast on the way back to the car.
Whatever good ol' weather is up to, I guess I'll take it for a bit. I wish it really was time for spring!