I am freezing. I am actually shivering, I'm so cold. It's all of I think four degrees cooler here inside the house. I am thinking longingly of the three pairs of mittens and wristwarmers that I've started this summer and haven't finished, and now I'm too cold to knit.
In my defense, this is Southern California — it just doesn't get cold. And it was well into the 90s on Monday! We were all in shorts and sandals just the day before yesterday!
I have to laugh, I’m sorry. I was sitting here in my living room and thought, what is that noise. SLEET! On the windows. But really, when it is 60 inside, it is pretty cold.
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Don’t know whether to laugh or eye roll (in the nicest possible way)
Do you have a fireplace, you poor thing?
I am liking the lace wrist warmers above but I couldn’t resist this post. Here is southern Ontario it unseasonably warm, which means shivery to you with thinner blood. It is November after all. Just how cold does it get there in deepest darkest winter?
(I’m really very very envious!)
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