We walked into our house when we got home from Urbana, and it was 47 degrees indoors. The heat went on. Fjord and Zerg…. we’ll get you next year.

I felt all hardcore until we went to drop off my brother’s Christmas present at his Towson apartment last night. He greeted us at the door wearing a winter coat, as it wasn’t much warmer inside than it had been outside. When we inquired as to why, he said “Oh yeah. We don’t use heat.”

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  1. My kids!!! Where does this come from?? Did I not have the house warm enough when they were growing up? Did I make them feel guilty for complaining about the cold? Did I overly teach the value of saving money? Gee whiz!! Please my dear children, turn the heat on and take care of yourselves. I’m suffering here!
    Actually, I know Rebecca did, and it was a relief to visit her and not have my metal needles freeze to my figure tips while we chatted. But can anyone save my son???


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