Cold Weather is A Hateful Thing

Does this not look comfy??  I ask you wouldn't you like to be sweating bullets sitting on the dock of the river?  Summertime, the greatest invention since toe nail clippers.  There is nothing like stepping outside into warmth, half necked with your flip flops flipping.  I can cool off in many ways but I cannot get warm.  And if I should get warm, I don't want to move from where I got warm...like the bed, in front of a roaring fire or under ten heavy quilts.

Winter clothes are nuts.  Cuddle Duds, long hannels, three inch heavy socks, gloves, hats over your ears, itchy sweaters, boots...by the time you get all this on you're ready to take it all off and sit by the fire.  You can't even go get the mail without your face going numb from the freezing air.

Warming the car before you actually drive somewhere.  I always run to the truck, jump in on cold leather seats and immediately ask " does this thing have any heat?"  To which Pops replies, while hunkered over like a bear taking a dump, "it ain't instant!"  And then five miles up the road when we have reached our destination the car has warmed up.  Time to get back out.  Don't even think about snow and ice covering the wind shield.

Then we have the thrill of rain freezing which covers everything in a blanket of slick, slippery, tail busting ice. Oh and the beautiful snow!  It's so lovely falling.  Looks like a winter wonderland. We can build a friggin snowman and make snow cream. Kiss my big ole cold butt.  I want an ice cold teeth hurting beer, my tube top and flops, hot wind blowing on my sunburned face while riding the toon.  I want sweat running down every crack and crevice.  I want my sun glasses cause the hot sun is blinding me.  I want to feel faint from glorious heat. That's a good day.

2016 Got Here In A Hurry

Its hard to believe that I did not blog in 2015!  It was an uneventful year as far as drama!  And thank goodness for that.  Booch has retired and we have done a couple of trips out west.  First one was last January when we drove with Chip and Tera to New Mexico.  We stayed with them a few days and decided to head out to Californua...I mean we were so close.  We were gone about three weeks and had a great time.  So great we decided to try it again this past  fall when we went back out west but more north west.  We saw Montana, Wyoming, South Dakota, Utah and Missouri.  Those were the main stops.  Ghost towns...nothing for us to drive 100 miles to see a ghost town.  The big cities don't seem to capture our interest as much as these ghost towns.  And my biggest thrill was seeing the trails that the pioneers traveled going west to find their fortune.  Also, I enjoyed seeing the Laura Ingalls Wilder homes in Missouri, South Dakota and Kansas.  I would strongly advise people to see Utah..the whole state!  It's beautiful.  We were thinking of doing another trip this year...maybe to the northeast but the more we think about it the more we want to going back out west.  Not very many ghost towns in the northeast. And that does seem to be our draw.