Thursday, February 5, 2009

Baby It's Cold Outside

34 degrees? What is that? It's not supposed to get that cold here. I just got in from taking Rigby out and even with 4 layers of clothes on I was freezing. I live in South Florida. I'm not meant to hear numbers like 34. I can't deal. Man, it's cold out there.

I did the deadly deed this morning. I turned on the heat. Being a Floridian means that you NEVER turn on the heat. It's sacrilegious. It's just not done. If Pat was here he would flip out and turn it off. He works for the power company and feels it is never cold enough to use electric heat here in South Florida. I wait for him to leave and then turn it on. Screw that no heat stuff.

Kerry is in Gainesville which is even colder than it is here. They were down in the low 20's this morning so I'm sure my phone will ring very soon. I usually get a whining phone call from her when it is cold out. Yeah, Peewee. Tell me how you are going to move to Chicago or Seattle. Yeah, right.

Rigby is the only one who is happy with the weather and that won't last long either. He has an appointment with the groomer today. He will be cut short as usual and if this keeps up even he will be cold. He loves the cold weather though. Mac did too. I call it Lhasa Apso weather. It's weather that only Lhasa Apsos could love. The cold brings them back to their roots of living in the Tibetan mountains hanging out with the monks.

I gotta go take Rigby now, then it's off to yoga and then off to work if I don't freeze to death first. See ya....

1 comment:

Beth said...

BBRRRR!!! I say that with teeth chattering!! I say that sitting here with the tempature at 14 degrees!!!! I hate cold!!!