Margaritaville

It's tough to wake up when it's 10* outside. You want to stay under the 5 blankets you have yourself wrapped in. The 5 blankets you have managed to wrap yourself so tightly in like a mummy (a crowbar couldn't get you out), but alas, you have to get out and get ready for the day. It's tough, you keep hitting the snooze button, but it just won't go away. OK, OK you unwrap yourself one blanket at a time and it gets colder and colder until your feet are totally uncovered and now you have to make a run for the bathroom as quickly as you can manage. Ahhhhh....the hot shower feels so good. You make your way downstairs and take a glance out the window....WHAT?!?!?! Where did that snow come from....you grumble your way through the morning dreading going out to get in the car...it just looks sooooooo cold out there!
As you wrap yourself in 60 layers so you won't suffer from hypothermia you slowly open the door to head outside...the cold air hits you like a slap in the face. You put your head down into your coat as far as it will go and head outside. At least the car will provide some kind of protection from the frigid air, RIGHT?!?! Think again, the car grumbles and moans as you turn the key...it doesn't want to wake up either. Come on, come on, you can do it...I did it, now you need to do it. The car shakes and shivers and finally wakes up. You turn the heat on full blast, it feels like air conditioning....BUT it's warmer then outside so you deal with it. Halfway to your destination you suddenly feel warmer...WHY? Because to your enjoyment "Margaritaville" by Jimmy Buffett comes on the radio...Ahhhh, you are instantly transported to your last beach vacation. You know the one...where you are sitting on an oceanfront patio at a restaurant sipping your favorite drink as the warm ocean air blows over you.


Suddenly the day becomes AWESOME!