Sung to the Wizard of Oz tune, of course.
Well, if I had nards yesterday, I would have frozen them off today. The last time I checked, the termperature was 13 degrees. I think it may have warmed up to a balmy 15 by now. Oooh. And, before you start saying how you live in Wisconsin and I don't know what cold is, you just go ahead and shut your yap. I don't live in Wisconsin for a reason.
Two days ago, it was 70 degrees. I was wearing tshirts and flip-flops and giving my swimming pool the 'how you doin' nod. Today I'm wearing cuddly pants, thick socks, and fuzzy slippers, and making out with Lulu, the best coffee maker in the universe. I even ran out of Diet Coke and I'm refusing to leave the house. If it weren't for Lulu, one of the dogs might be dead right now.
It started sleeting last night and then, about an hour later, started snowing. We got 3-inches by morning. Again, Wisconsin folks, zip it. My house is old, drafy, and underinsullated. So, in short, I'm. Fucking. Cold. I just wanted to share that with everyone. And I don't care if you got 8-inches last night. (I also don't care if you got snow either. Yeah, baby!)
On another note, check out Stella at Finding Zen. She's one damn funny broad.
