It’s Friday! I am so done with winter already—and it’s still January. That’s the part that really crushes my soul. The horrid white stuff is everywhere, and the cold isn’t just chilly—it’s extreme. The bone-deep kind that stings your face the instant you step outside and makes you seriously question every life decision that landed you in a place with a forecast like this.

And for what? We’re long past the festive phase of winter. Christmas is over, the lights are packed away, and now all that’s left is drifting snow and negative wind chills. Everything is frozen solid. What really gets me is knowing there are still weeks and weeks of this nonsense ahead. Every weather alert feels personal. Every blast of Arctic air feels completely unnecessary. Nobody wants to go outside—and if you do, you have to layer up like you’re heading out on an Arctic expedition just to run to the store.

At this point, I’m not asking for summer—hell, I’d settle for temperatures nearly above freezing and a glimpse of pavement that isn’t stained with salt. I’m done! Enough already.

Anyway, today I have a double shot of amateur goodness to share with all of you. It should pair well with Friday’s usual tradition of double babes & double jokes. Enjoy!

-keep

Keep, I may be considered old-school but I like a little fuzz on my peach. Not too much, but more than you generally see these days. I’ve attached two more pictures of my wife. My apologies for the crop. -Anonymous