Still no sun.  The second Nor’easter is working its way through here.  Today we had gray skies, rain, and wind chilled air.  I’m not a fan of cold weather, never have been.  I’m looking forward to the forecasted sixty plus degree weather and sun later this coming week.

     Even with the heat on this old house has a certain chill and dampness about it when the weather is foul.  In between cups of coffee, I drink herb teas to help chase away the cold.  It’s been cool enough that Dear Hubby dug out his flannel shirts and several of his fleece tops. 

     I can’t wear those things because when I’m not chilly my inner child is playing with matches.  She’s a disagreeable soul who never heats things up when I need her the most.  No, she waits until I’m already warm to kindle her fires.  How unkind. 

     At one point tonight, I woke poor Gavin up to have him sit with me in my chair so I could share his warmth.  He didn’t mind too much because he does enjoy cuddling.  It was his idea to flop on his back beside me with his head on my shoulder.