Baby, its cold...inside

I love cold weather. Late fall and winter months are my favorite. I like walking outside with the sensation of needles hitting my face. Yes, this is strange, but its who I am. Because of my love of cold weather, I only turn the heat on in my home when guests ask me to do so. This past tuesday, for instance, was only the 3rd time the heat has been on.

With recent drops in temperature (it was 19 degrees this morning), I've had to adjust and adopt a new policy. My heat is now blasting...at a scorching 65 degrees. So for those of you who kept telling me that eventually I would give in and crank up my thermostat, you win. My pride is ruined. But my toes are warm.