Chuckling

As I sat down to write this post I had to laugh at myself.

We are both down, but not out, with colds. Ivan’s is, hopefully, on the mend, but mine is just starting to wind up. Lovely.

Just in time for Christmas.

I chuckle because, for the past 2 years, I have been waiting to, asking to, expecting to, at some point, be cold.

I have gotten what I have asked for.

I bought a full length flannel nightgown, thinking to wear it in Los Altos this holiday season, but we are staying here. I have the nightgown on, and had to find Ivan’s old terry cloth bathrobe to put on. Then, I put on the fleece lined hat he bought for me the other day, part of a set that includes a fleece lined “scarf”, and a pair of mittens. The scarf is really more like a wide, thick collar. It stretches to be pulled over ones head, but is snug, to keep ones neck warm.

I suspect, in the not too distant future, I’ll have the entire set on. Plus my heavy, fleece lined socks that I bought last year.

Or, I could plug in the small electric space heater.

But, that would be admitting defeat.

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas, and hoping all is well with you.

Until next time, stay happy, healthy, and safe. Wash, cover, and protect yourselves.