Okay, so I Love (capital "L") our little house. Love. However, the last few nights, I've slept with a beanie, ski socks and two (count them two) down comforters, and I'm still freezing. Last night, I awoke in a frozen frenzy, opened the door and walked out into the hall to check the thermostat. A warm rush of air flooded the hallway. Sure enough, the temperature read 69 degrees, as I had set it. So, I'm sleeping in an ice box, but it's the Isle of Naboomboo just outside my door?! Somebody call the Super.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Have A Yule That's Cool
Okay, so I Love (capital "L") our little house. Love. However, the last few nights, I've slept with a beanie, ski socks and two (count them two) down comforters, and I'm still freezing. Last night, I awoke in a frozen frenzy, opened the door and walked out into the hall to check the thermostat. A warm rush of air flooded the hallway. Sure enough, the temperature read 69 degrees, as I had set it. So, I'm sleeping in an ice box, but it's the Isle of Naboomboo just outside my door?! Somebody call the Super.
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Call us crazy, but here at 215 we have all windows wide open and the fan spinning, too. So, I totally feel for you here---except our Antarctica is voluntary. Can't get enough of this winter air!
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