Outside it's windy, rainy, and 42 degrees. Inside it's 60 because I hate paying high electricity bills and we are out of firewood. Well, not out out, but out of anything ready and able to be burned. We've kept the house nice and cozy all winter until Sunday so I'm spoiled for comfort; now all I want to do is curl up in my fleece sheets under the electric blanket. I'm wearing a turtleneck and a wool sweater for the first time in I don't know how long, wishing I had thick, woolen leg warmers and down booties for my chilly lower extremities. I'm looking forward to the drive to pick up Brian from school; seat heaters are a wonderful innovation. ;-)
On my way through Salem I'll pass this Mexican restaurant:
That's it for now from cold, wet, and windy . . .