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msfledermausThe Freezing Walk in What Little Morning Sunshine there may be...since it's the only sun you will see.
The Ritualistic Removing and Applying of the Layered Clothing.
The Serene Applying of the Chapstick. Sweet relief!
The Freezing Walk to...grocery, car, work, home. Wherever you go, the icy hands of Jack Frost will reach right down the back of your neck.
The Warm and Toasty Cocoa...In preperation for the meditation of Whew! Made it through work again! Ommmmmmm....
The Almost-Too-Hot bath. Almost. Complete with either suds or fizzing or both, and a trashy magazine.
The Slathering of the Coco-butter on all things chapped and windblown. A solemn ritual taking several minutes to complete properly...
Which will lead to inevitably: The Splashdown in the Feather-bed with a book.
Okay, winter isn't all bad if you have the right accoutrements.
The Ritualistic Removing and Applying of the Layered Clothing.
The Serene Applying of the Chapstick. Sweet relief!
The Freezing Walk to...grocery, car, work, home. Wherever you go, the icy hands of Jack Frost will reach right down the back of your neck.
The Warm and Toasty Cocoa...In preperation for the meditation of Whew! Made it through work again! Ommmmmmm....
The Almost-Too-Hot bath. Almost. Complete with either suds or fizzing or both, and a trashy magazine.
The Slathering of the Coco-butter on all things chapped and windblown. A solemn ritual taking several minutes to complete properly...
Which will lead to inevitably: The Splashdown in the Feather-bed with a book.
Okay, winter isn't all bad if you have the right accoutrements.
