It scares me. It makes me want to curl up under a blanket while wearing a sweater and fleece pants and not come out until Spring. It gets cold enough and I have the desire to start crying at the unjustness of it all. No. Really.
So when winter attacks us with its evil, I can't just jump right into it. I have to build up to the cold. Prepare myself mentally over the course of weeks so I don't just start crying the moment I am faced with weather below 55 degrees.
Needless to say, with weather in the mid-70s until just a week or so ago, I had not had time to prepare for seeing something like this out of my window:
Don't worry, sweetie, there's none of that white stuff up here. You'll be fine and I'll pick up a heated throw for you when I work tomorrow. Love you and can't wait to see you and love on you, MIL
ReplyDeleteDo they make a heated body suit? Battery powered maybe?
ReplyDelete(BTW, a friend of mine in Japan, he was from South Carolina and his mom sent him a pair of battery operated warming socking for the cold winters... still makes me laugh).