What could it be?
Oh yes, my eyelashes had FROZEN together. Not all of them, but some of the longer ones in the middle. It got to the point where I couldn't really open my eyes all the way. Sure enough, when I got home and looked in the mirror, I had drops of ice on the ends of the lashes. Like teeny, tiny little icicles. It was precious. And a little frightening that it was that cold outside.
Despite my strong dislike of the cold and snow, I'm about to jump head first into a full-on winter wonderland. On Saturday morning, I'm driving up with three of my girlfriends to my friend's cottage in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. It's a lot farther north, a lot colder and a lot snowier (4 feet on the ground!).
My coworkers think I'm insane for voluntarily going to a colder climate in the middle of January. But I'm actually really excited about it. It's going to be fun to just veg out in sweats, curl up in front of a fire, drink wine, eat junk food and just hang out. Lately I've been feeling as though my life is going at warp speed and I have no free time anymore, so it will be nice to just relax and catch up with my good friends for the weekend.
I just have to get through tomorrow first. Thank goodness it's Starbucks Day. But oh how I miss my Pumpkin Spice Lattes and Gingersnap Lattes...