The house smells like lamb curry, one of The Curmudgeon’s favorites of the meals I make.

It sure did take the chill off. Although, I have had to cut back on the red pepper flakes lately for his sake.

Snuggled up on the couch with Lucy and her fuzzy, grey blanket. Sipping on a lovely cup of hot coffee while I finish reading another book.

All of these helped. It is now a mere 6 degrees and falling.

Isn’t it spring yet?