This is the time of year when I really despise Wisconsin. For about four months I can't feel my toes. I have to wear 2+ layers of clothing everyday just to go to work. Cars don't like to start, and frankly I don't either in the morning. I mean I've actually started putting my pjs in the dryer every night before bed just so I don't breakout in goosebumps putting them on. The funny thing is that for a while it seemed as though there was something wrong with our heat. It wasn't what you are thinking. It seemed like it was on too high. I was in heaven! But my lovely husband and brother-in-law would whine like little babies that it was too hot and they would open windows and the patio door for the love of pete. So now it's only on so far that the pipes won't freeze, but I do. Since I can't blame my roommates (for I am outnumbered), I am going to blame this guy:
If you don't know who he is, enter "Snow Miser" on YouTube search. He's got a pretty catchy tune he sings. And wouldn't you know it, his mother is THE Mother Nature. Too bad this guy isn't real or I'd be hunting him down and shoving an icicle you know where.
HAHAHA
Alright time for bed.
Kim
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