I know that friends from around the country will laugh at my admitted southern wimpdom at declaring the weather down here “cold,” but for us, it’s cold, dagnabbit:
For the record, today is a bit colder. Oddly, the weather widget I’m looking at says: “Today: High 59, Low 54. Right now: 40.” (In Celsius, that’s a high of 15, a low of 12, and it’s currently 6.) Ech. What do they know?
It’s also raining right now, which I’m feeling a bit conflicted about, because it hasn’t rained in so long, but I had plans to take the dog to the park today. (Ray left to go home yesterday, so I’m on my own and a bit bored. I’ve managed to sit through two of the Austin Powers movies so far, and it’s not even noon.) She hates getting baths, and I don’t like giving her baths, so taking her to the park when it’s going to be a big mud puddle doesn’t strike me as a lot of fun!
So, instead I decided to bake cookies. How domestic of me! I’m not great with the baking, but these came out great:
These are Chocolate Crinkle Cookies, which I’ve never made before. However, Bev and I were driving home last week and NPR had this cookie lady on, who described these in a style of narration that I can really only describe as semi-pornographic. At one point, Bev and I looked at each other and I said, “I’m starting to feel a little dirty listening to this!” and she laughed and said, “I know, right?” The narration was a bit lascivious in tone, but memorable enough that when I realized that I was going to show up to the folks’ house empty-handed, I thought, hmm. I wonder if I have all of the right ingredients in the house? And, for once, I did!
I also think that after eating more than two of these, you might become diabetic. They’re really sweet.
So, anyway. It’s a quiet week, but I’m enjoying it right now. For many, the holidays are a time of stress, but for me, I’m just going to sit here and be a lazy bum. The weather is cooperating with that plan quite nicely 
Happy holidays, y’all!
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you think it’s cold. You think it’s cold. I’m dragging your app over this yay. And it’s -3degrees C here in Ireland. And has been for some time. Get over it. I feel no sympathy for you hahaha!
See: I’m a wimp in the cold. I’ll race ya when it’s summer and we hit 46 again, tho
Cold?!? That ain’t cold. (Trying not to break into my dad’s “when I was your age I walked five miles in the snow to get to school, uphill both ways” speech).
Man, I can’t wait until tomorrow night, if we survive … getting to work is a nightmare (about an hour to go 3 miles), it’s supposed to snow another 3 inches tonight and then another 3 inches tomorrow, on top of the 9 inchses we already have. But everything’s supposed to deep-freezze tonight first. Whine whine whine.
Have a Merry Christmas or holiday of your choice, buddy.
When I was a kid, I delivered newspapers in the snow, up hill both ways, wah wah wah … Now I live in the south where we don’t GET snow. (And I understand that snow in Seattle is pretty rare, too!)
Merry Kissmoose!
Mmmm, I LOVE chocolate crinkles. Your city of origin is covered in ice, so I don’t want to hear anything about you being cold. On Sunday it was 13 degrees farenheit with 23 mph winds.
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Ahhh, how easy it has been to forget my city of origin, as you so eloquently call it
I’ve lived here for 10 years. The first winter I laughed at everyone who wore parkas when it went down to 60. The second year … OK, I’m still not that bad, but my definition of cold has definitely changed!
You’re not allowed bitch about the cold until there’s ice on your car, that you have to remove before you’re going anywhere. at 11AM. Not even early. SnowBitch!
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Sammers: ever heard of a garage?
Pshaw. When I was a wee lad up north, I had to scrape ice off the car at 6 am. In the dark. Uphill. Both ways. Wait, I’m mixing up my “when I was your age” stories …
Happy Holidays from the not so sunny Southern California. We San Diegans are cold wimps too, but you got the warm weather today. However, San Diegans will stubbornly go around with short, flip-flops, and no jackets. It can be 40F or below and they’ll still do it.