Sunday, January 20, 2013 you say...freezing!

It's been colder than Santa's balls here in Portland the last few weeks. I assume Santa's balls are cold on account of the North Pole being pretty chilly and he doesn't look like he gets much action. So, as you can imagine, pretty damn cold.

We've gotten a little snow here and there, though nothing to brag about, but it's mostly been just damn cold and clear and icy and foggy. Most Portlanders would kill me for saying this, but I can't wait for the rain to come back. But that will warm things up a bit! Yikes it's cold out there.

So last weekend, Eminem and I drove a good three hours out of Portland to a cabin his folks have and then I promptly started to get a cold, which made me, per usual, a cranky, dramatic pain in the ass. But, my man handled it like a champ. As he always does. Which is why I love him.

But, even though I was getting sick, I refused to drive all that way just to watch football and movies and eat enough gluten free cookies to last me through the apocalypse, so I drug our freezing asses outside and we walked around a frozen lake and I got some great photos out of it. Totally worth losing my nose to frostbite, but that's what committed photographers are all about.

Then I came home to a week from hell. Between this cold that threatened to be the flu and feeling some immense stress from work and then some other shit which I just can't talk about, it was hard. Super hard yo.

Then a friend told me (so, you know, a very reliable source) that historically, that's the most depressing week of the year. Something to do with it being fucking freezing and everyone's stressed from coming off the holidays, blah blah blah. So that made me feel better.

And Saturday I got to go to my very first Trail Blazer's game. And even though they lost and even though I thought I might get into a LA girl throw down more than a few times (because that's how California girls do it. so don't fuck with us.), I had fun!

Still, even though it was freezing all night, a great reward for trudging along in the cold to do something with your guy that he genuinely loves is always cuddling with a human radiotor that makes you tea and breakfast in the morning. In case you missed it, my boyfriend is a human radiator. The man emits heat that could cure a hypothermia victim. Hospitals should keep him on standby.

As one parting thought, I've never liked the term "pussy whipped" for what I hope are obvious reasons. It's a horrible term. But I now own apparel for pretty much all of my boyfriend's favorite sports teams (except the Pats. because I'll always be a Niners girl).

So you tell me who's whipped.

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Yvonne said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

You had me at Santa's balls. Freaking hilarious! I loved your pictures! I wish I could take good pictures. I chop peoples heads off or it's off center, all kinds weird stuff. I find the whole month of January to be depressing. The holidays are over, there is no more anticipation for anything. And? For single folk like me, February and Valentine's Day is right around the corner to remind me that I'm, duh, single. :)

So glad you're not a Pats fan!!! After last week, I HATE them even more. (Texans fan for life, yo!)

Good on you, for your awesome relationship and hopefully, your malaise is all gone.

Kat's Theory said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

Nice pix, especially love the face of Jesus in the could sell it on ebay. So what if it doesn't actually look like Jesus, someone will think so. Shipping it might be an issue though. never mind.

Jay Ferris said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

I can personally attest to the frigidity of Santa's balls. In all fairness, I really wanted to make sure my kid got the bike he wanted last year.

Logical Libby said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

Yeah, it's definitely depressing right now. I just get tired of thawing my hands.

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