In which I whine about winter & cropped pants--

Ok, so I got away from winter and that was good and it was bad. But it's mostly bad. It's bad to escape it. It makes me feel worse knowing that there are people in warm parts of the world who are not thinking they can't wear capris because it's too cold, or that if you do, people will gasp and look away quickly, acting like you voted the McCain/Palin ticket.

I have sensory issues, ok, and I hate the feeling of fabric around my ankles, on the tops of my feet. Capris, despite being an obvious fashion statement that says "You have no fashion sense', are my default. I can pull them on, bypassing my poor ankles, without wanting to cry, "I hate jeans, I hate jeans". Have I said that I hate jeans?

I am supposed to meet friends today, but it's 20 degrees out and I have on capris. I can't go out in 20 degrees in capris. The thought of pulling jeans on makes me want to crawl right back into bed wearing my yoga pants (which are cropped, of course).