Not a Winter!!

So, does anyone else remember the cheesy practice in the 80's of figuring out what "season" you were? I remember at my Young Women's night at church on more than one occasion, having fabrics draped over me to figure out if I was a Spring, Summer, Winter or Fall. Well I am blonde, blue eyed and "fish belly" white so it was pretty easy to figure out that I was a summer. I always wanted to be a winter, they were so exotic and could wear all the really "cool" colors. Well it was not to be and as I get older and enjoy this season less and less (I hate cold feet) I must say the I am glad to be a Summer. I miss flip flops and the required pedicure to go with them. This year I will even enjoy the shorts and swim suits. Since September, (october for Brett) we have been on a weight loss journey. Brett and his son Christopher are days away from their goal. I have a little bit more to go, but lets face it my goal was a bit bigger than theirs. I feel great and look pretty darn good too. What a great feeling. I have had to buy lots of new clothes because even clothes that were screaming for mercy the last time worn, fall directly to the floor. Yay Me!!