Okay, who decided it was okay for that white fluffy stuff to be falling from the sky so early in the year. I mean after all, 2011 has 27 more days before it’s over. There’s still plenty of time remaining for it to be falling later – like December 31st for instance.
Not that I don’t like snow. It’s pretty. It’s fluffy and it’s white. But with it comes c-o-l-d! And I don’t like cold. Not one little bit. No sir. Not me. I like warm weather. Sunshine is a good thing. If it’s 99 outside, I’m happy. If you can cut the humidity with a knife while it’s 99 outside, I’m really happy.
The only good thing about cold is a nice toasty fire blazing in an old-fashioned fireplace. I don’t mean one of the new fireplaces with the gas fire. Nope. I’m talking about the kind where you pile in the wood you’ve cut (or in my case someone else cut and then delivered) and then you light a match to it and eventually you have this roaring fire. Now that’s a fireplace. You can smell the wood burning. I can sit there in my rocker and just rock myself to sleep anytime night or day until the fire goes out.
