It is bitter cold here right now, and this is the South! I must admit, growing up in England, I loved Winter. Being able to play outside in the snow, cosy in my hat, scarf and gloves/mitts, building a snowman, having snowball fights, it was all great fun. Now, much older, I can't seem to stay warm, snow and ice mean slippery ground for my already unsteady gait, and I truly wonder how I survived those frigid temps as even low 30s and I'm freezing with sweaters and heat on, and blankets over me, whether on the couch or in bed. My bed has 3 quilts and a blanket on, and I snuggle into that warm cocoon enjoying the feel of the heavier blankets. That reminds me of my childhood, just piling on the blankets when it got cold. The only thing outside is my face, and my nose gets cold as a dog's!
Talking about dogs, other than "she who no longer obeys" (Angel), getting the dogs back in after letting them outside for a potty break, is a cinch. I whistle as I open the front door, and by the time I open the porch one, three are there, ready and waiting.
Today, it took me 3 times of going back for her, before Angel would deign to come in. Years ago, when she had more meat on her bones, it didn't matter to me as much, if she wanted to stay out. Now though, she's 14, has lost a lot of body fat and muscle and the cold affects her arthritis, so her willfulness can no longer be allowed to decide the outcome.
I hate that hubby had to go back to work today and is dealing with being out in this. There is no breeze, thankfully, so no wind chill but the clouds are stopping the sun from warming the day, and even though he has his thermals on and all his winter gear, I just hate knowing he's outside in it.
I started him off good though with a hot breakfast and coffee, I do TRY to take care of him good.
Stay warm, my friends, as I am trying to! Enjoy your day!
