It was cold here yesterday. Like, actually cold, not just chilly. It was 39 yesterday morning and only warmed up to about 55 during the day. My Floridian blood couldn't cope. I piled on the layers and made a massive pot of chili. (Which was de-lish!) I also drank lots of hot chocolate and coffee. I had socks AND slippers on. Still froze half to death.
I know, I know, I'm a bit of a weather wimp. What really worries me is that we're headed up to my parents for Christmas. Where the highs will be mid to low 40's. My father has already warned me to bring my fur (faux, not real) coat because he swears the thermostat will not be turned up past 68.
I'm doomed, aren't I?
