january has brought the freezing freezing cold here to nashville!
when i say freezing, i typically mean like… 60 degrees. or slightly below.
but no, no. not this time. it’s literally been belooow freeeeeziiing. day. and night.
i’m not really into the cold. actually, i’m pretty anti-cold. christmas is over, and this game maybe isn’t so cute to me anymore [well, today’s snow flurries were actually pretty cute]. but! as it turns out, the frosty air does bring to mind a few things that i’m grateful for. and ohh boy! i just love expressing gratitude!
my chilly thankfuls:
- not being on the titanic. i mean, i think cold air is bad.. but freezing in the water like that.. i just can’t imagine. it would be unbearable. [although, my dear maggie has recently informed me that a pomeranian did, in fact, survive the sinking of the ship! yaaayy, go yittle minniefluffs!]
- minnie. i drove home tonight with her warm, fluff-covered 15 lbs of body weight heating my lap as much as the little thing could! which is not a ton, but much better than having an empty lap.
- my bed warmer! aka steven. he basically turns from human to furnace once he falls asleep at night. it’s great for this arctic climate! andaaand if i wait til after he’s really asleep i can stick my freezing cold feet on his legs and he doesn’t even notice. teeeeheeheeheeee.
- our garage. we are not just homeowners. we are garage owners, which is huge! i can get in my car on a january morning without scraping frost off the windshield first or turning into a frozen zombie for half the drive.
- snow days. we didn’t really get a ton of them back in k-12, but the ones we did get.. best feeling ever! checking the news channels to see if school is closed.. hoping and praying.. ohh, i remember it exactly.
- christmas. i was so not ready to lose my cheerful friend, mr. christmas. but.. since it’s about -567 degrees out and our tree is still up, i’m still feeling a little bit holidayish!
- our fence. really, this is a big one. we used to argue over who would stand out in the cold with minnie while trying to persuade her to do her business quickly.. and with a 1 year old fluffball, this was still a pretty frequent occurrence. it was miserable, but precious little fencey was born in march. he changed our lives.
- the summer. i don’t take one single second of the summer for granted. i squeeze out every tiny droplet of hot, sunshiny enjoyment as long as the months will let me. i relish. i bask. i bake. i love the summer. but how could i love summer so passionately if i didn’t have to endure the harsh winter conditions?
sooooo, yes. a happy thank you to mother nature for the little boosts of patience and appreciation! i sure have a lot to be thankful for.
Emily Anne says
I have to agree. I went to a Titanic exhibition and you could place your hand on a huge ice block to see how long you could stand it… I couldn't do it for very long. :/