Thursday, November 22, 2018

And the winner is...

Sometimes you go with your gut--I had little to no interest in heading north to a dinner today, especially since last year my husband ended up in the hospital  up there (one of the less appealing hospitals I have seen, frankly)...turned out it wasn't serious, but it was scary. 

Anyhow. I got up this morning and the fires were down, that's normal;  stoked them up a bit and went out on the porch to get some wood and thought, my GOODNESS it's breezy out here, and the thermometer read -10.  Looked at it three times and it still said -10.    Annnnd we have a good 8-10 inches of snow all over everything. 

The good news is, we don't have to leave.  Just stay home, stoke the fires, and putter slowly. 

Life is good, sometimes.


  1. I must admit part of my encouragement about staying home had bronchitis in mind. You guys both put a scare into hour tonstant weaders last time around.

    I'm way south of you and we have teen temps and wind chill in the single digits.

  2. Oh my goodness. Im flattered. Actually the bronchitis was part of the christmas package. The last year's T-giving package was my husband spending two days in a strange hospital while they fussed and fumed and misdiagnosed him with everything from heart failure to blocked arteries...turns out he was suffering from anemia. Easily remedied.

    I wasn't concerned about the bronchitis, but about the house and the cold. at -10 and a spanking wind, I had no interest in going anywhere.
    Wood stoves are like small children. Leave them alone with poster paints and crayons and by the time you return they have eaten the crayons and painted themselves and each other with the paints.
    The house we managed to keep at a nice stedy 65-70 all day, the cats sat in the windows and steamed them up, and we had blueberry pancakes for supper.

    Not a bad way to travel on T-Day.

    Keep warm, lady, and thank you. I trust you and your son had a good dinner...

  3. We did. On Tuesday, he being one of those retail workers who work the holiday. We had a wonderful day and he went home with leftovers to enjoy, except he passed, as usual on the vegetable sides, taking meat, pie, cranberry jelly, cream...