I'm sorry I don't have a post to publish today.
Well, I know that what you're reading right now is kind of a post, but it's not the post I had planned.
You see, the problem is . . . it's cold. It's supposed to get down to 25 tonight.
I realize that if your temp today was 25 below that getting down to 25 above is nothing to you.
But in Florida, cold weather turns us into slugs. Our blood is thin from the usually warm weather. We can't cope with cold. When it gets down to 60, the natives wear winter coats and gloves and hats.
So try to imagine how we suffer when it's below freezing.
I must be going native because it's so cold that I wouldn't leave the house today.
I have an excuse. I don't own a coat. I sold my coats on ebay after I moved here, thinking I would never need them again.
One of the coats was a full-length, faux fur that looked so real that people were always asking me, Is that real?
No! I would cry in disgust. I would never wear real fur, I'd say with contempt.
I miss my faux fur coat right now.
I looked a lot like this when I wore it:
And listen up,
You go outside to sleep in the snow and cold and see how long you can stand it before you're whimpering at the door.
I realize you're not going to put sheep in bed with you, but for God's sake, bring the dogs and cats inside and make them comfortable. If they're not accustomed to being inside and don't know how to behave appropriately, it's your own damn fault for not teaching them
And it will involve the loss of body parts.
Infinities of love,
P.S. I know Downton Abbey premiered last night. Please don't tell me what happened. I shall be watching it sometime this week with my close personal friend DVR.