Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Sometimes.....

....When it's this cold (ten below with the wind) - I'll sneak outside in the middle of the night, or very, very early in the morning in my robe just to let the bitter cold chill my entire body from the tips of my toes, to the back of my neck, to the point where I am nearly shivering....

....Then, quickly and as quietly as I can, I run back inside, leaving a trail of my now frigid clothes in my path and dive into my deliciously warm bed, under my thick, heavy covers and next to my warm, peacefully sleeping Wilo...

It's one of my most favorite feelings in the world - the contrast between biting cold, and consuming warmth - it's better than gold, I tell you!