Friday, February 1, 2013

Turn Up the Heat

February 1

I don't think of myself as much of a bitcher. I know that's not entirely true because who doesn't complain now and again? This month brings all things bad right out of me. I'm not a fan. The best thing I ever can say about this month is it is short. Gah. All of us will live through it. We will! Even though as I sit here writing the thermometer says it is 12 below. 12 BELOW! That is some cold shit hooches.
I found this lone shot of the swim up bar from our Dominican Republic hotel.
It made me break out the flannel I have to say. I don't know where I got it, but I own the tops only of a pair of flannel pajamas. No bottoms. If I thought hard about it I bet I could remember. I'm not going to exert myself on that just yet.

I sleep like a cat when it's this cold. To that I have to say yay!

It feels good to snuggle deep in your bed with heavy blankets on top. And cool sheets to move my legs to when I get hot. I sleep so hot. In fact, when Pup and I were fighting our dual sicknesses at the beginning of January, one morning he thought me seriously sick when my skin was cold. He said he actually put his head on my back to make certain I was breathing.

I not only sleep hot, but, for some magical biological reason, I throw off more heat than most others. I don't know why. It's weird and I do keep all the mosquitos busy so they leave everyone else alone.

This just reminded me of a story.

I was standing, waiting for a bus at a park-and-ride. It was a steamy, sticky, summer morning - probably around 7:00 a.m.

I approach the line of people. The guy in front of me greets me and then says.

"Hey, you have a bunch of gnats surrounding your head."

I say, "I do?" and begin swatting them away.

"Yeah!" he says, "They're all over!" He gets a look on his face and I feel I need to explain. A particularly annoying trait of mine - over explaining.

"Oh no!" I say. And keep swatting.

He is really looking at me now. It isn't good.

"It must be because I'm so hot." I explain.

"Oh yeah, that's it," he snorts.

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Yup, yup, and yup.

If you like that, I'm here every Friday. da da dum!

I'm going to cozy up here at home and work on a rewrite. I had the MOST confusing meeting yesterday and let's just say it was both eye opening and confounding. No worries - I have a plan.
Do you like how I take notes?

6 comments:

deb-oh-rah said...

The joys of living in the frozen Nort'.

Yesterday we found out the drainfield of the septic system is frozen, and the pump may have burned itself out, won't know til spring. The tank was pumped out and may hold us til spring arrives. Now worried about the water line freezing--but leaving the trickle of water running so the pipes don't freeze, going into the septic tank?

I think I've got freeze brain too.

T said...

Ok, so we're balmy compared to you guys. 16 the projected high for today.

I like snuggling in winter under piles of blankets too. The best.

But look at it this way: No gnats to bother you for a few more months.

I bitch in winter too. We're allowed.

Hotties rule.

So. Cal. Gal said...

That's what you get for living in MN. ; ) My mom was smart and moved to CA right after high school. Now she gets cold if it gets below 60.

Not So Simply Single said...

I can't imagine being that freaking cold. BRRRRRRRRRRRRR... I guess that is why I live in Hawaii.... BRRRRR...

David Macaulay said...

12 below - god I'm going to quit moaning about being cold, need more than flannel for that. Like a pet yak or something

R. Jacob said...

I love a heavy comforter too, no matter the weather. Got to keep those feet warm!