Holy Moley, I must have sleepwalked to Alaska, but with some hot tea, I should be OK.
The heat is cranked up, the fireplace is on, the space heater in the office is set to high, and I am still cold. I just might forgo walking outside to the mailbox today The bills will have to wait.
The temperature is saying 11 degrees F. I am thinking back now to the days gone by, last winter, as a matter of fact, when the average temperature was 50. The global warming was so kind to us then.
It is less than two months till spring so I will spend today wrapped in two layers of clothes and eating calorie laden foods (I need some comfort) and peruse all the gardening catalogs that I have received in the past few weeks.
In six months, I will complain about the heat.