It's 9 degrees with a real feel of zero this morning
I run out to the Jeep to turn it over and let it warm up. All systems go. Not bad for a 15 year old vehicle.
Back in the house, I shuck off my coat when SM wanders in.
"Jeans?" He asks, taking in my scrub top and jeans bottom.
"I'll take my scrub bottoms in and change at work."
Suddenly I break into a sweat.
That's what I do now.
Turn a bright lobster red.
"Geez." I mutter as I slide away slipping out into the garage to cool off.
All I can think of as I stand in the dark garage sweating, is that if there was a snowbank around I'd be in it.
You Go Girl!