How'd You Know That!?

I don't care what you say, that sun is harsh.
Like, that is no beach time fun sun.
That is straight up depressing.
Crazy thoughts ensue.
We must appease the Nordic Snow Monsters while they sleep under the dim evening sun!
Or something like that.

It makes everyone crazy, snow monsters or not.
Look at that crying baby, and she isn't even the crazed one.
It was the woman that was pushing her over and over as the cries grew louder.
It was almost hilarious.

And then I got home and spent over an hour looking for the grater.
I JUST WANT TO GRATE SOME ZUCCHINI!!!!
Of course it is under a pile pans.
Only a winter sun crazed mad woman would do such a thing.
I could almost hear her cackling across town.