I hate cold weather.

okay, that title is quite the understatement of the year....I am so miserable right now...I hate leaving the house because Jon has a bunch of junk he wants to throw away in the middle of the garage so I have to park outside so the the stupid leather seats in the Yukon are so cold that I'm fairly certain my butt is going to freeze off...they keep talking about snow....if I was interested in snow, I'd live somewhere that snowed...I live in the South, where it's supposed to be somewhat mild in the winter, not 19 degrees...HATE this weather...hate, hate, hate...I know, hate is a strong word, but I have strong feelings about being cold. Oh, and to make my life even better, he wants to take me skiing for spring break...ON MY BIRTHDAY....