This one is especially for my friends who are in much colder places than Seattle right now.
I love snow, but I’ll be the first to admit that winter is not my season. If I were a superhero, my weakness would be the cold. I can sit in a 60º room with a sweater on and start shivering. I look at the beginning of December like an overloaded hiker staring up at an enormous, ice-capped mountain: ugh, how the hell am I going to get over that?
Over the years, I’ve developed a few strategies to survive the chilly months. Much to my husband’s dismay, I begin wearing a minimum of eight pieces of clothing at all times. I spend the first ten minutes of every shower convincing my body that yes, it is possible to be warm again. I turn the heat in my office up past 70 on both the thermostat and the space heater that sits directly behind my chair. And when breathing outside feels like inhaling knives, when I lose feeling in my toes in the first five minutes of my run, when my shoulder muscles have braided themselves into permanent knots and my hands are too stiff from the cold to type, I like to take a few minutes and summon summer.
I know how it is. It’s been a long week, you’ve worked hard, and you are so spent. Need a pick-me-up to get through the rest of the day?
Well, pull up a seat and tell me something about yourself in the comments, and I will give you a creative compliment. Read More
In honor of Valentine’s Day, I’d like to commemorate one of the finest traditions of our culture: the cheesy pickup line! Here are some of my favorites:
Your daddy must’ve been a baker ‘cuz you’ve got a nice set of buns!
Do you drink milk? Because damn, girl, it does your body good! Read More