The heat is officially on. It’s only set at 65 – but, nevertheless, I’ve succumbed and turned it on.
I’ve had to start my car prior to leaving to have it defrost.
Seth saw flakes and flurries coming home from work the other night.
I’ve bought decaf coffee and tea to drink late at night to warm up.
I won’t say cold because this is nothing. We’ve got a long way to go before it is really and truly cold – I’d say a solid 40 to 50 degree drop will make it legitimately cold.
In preparation for that, though, I’ve been wearing wool socks, I’ve dug out my knitted hats, and am living on this shrimp pasta made with a spicy tomato sauce. Check out the recipe on Ernessi’s site!
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