Of all God’s creatures, there is only one that cannot be made slave of the lash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve the man, but it would deteriorate the cat. – Mark Twain
Monday, August 31, 2009
COLD
I miss the kind of cold where your fingers tingle and your face is like ice. When you can't stop sniffling and your nose and ears hurt. When you have to wear hats and scarves are your best friend. When sitting under the covers of your bed with good company and good food is heaven. When walking in boots is warm but hard cause the floor is frozen. When you actually have to consume your food within five minutes from taking it off the stove cause it cools too quickly. When steamboat is an excellent idea. When watching fireworks, you love the crowd cause they block the wind.