Thursday, February 18
Då när försommarn kom över grå kapuschong.
When I was a kid we had a rule in our household: Emily may not go play outside in just a tee and shorts unless it's +10 degrees or more. Firstly because I've always been a summer child, refusing winter for as long as I can. And secondly, I wouldn't believe that sun+freshly sweapt streets+budding trees and bushes didn't equal spring. So after fighting and squirming and sneaking out when my parents weren't looking we had to create this rule so that I wouldn't get frost bite. I remember that the neighbourhood saying was that "when Emily is in a t-shirt, spring is right around the corner". Now mom can't chase me around the front lawn anymore, so today I'm wearing shorts even though it's 5 degrees below zero outside (with three pairs of pantyhose and biker boots and double cardis underneath my coat, mom!). Maybe spring will come now?