Stop Laughing

It’s cold here, for Maui. Okay, you can stop laughing now. Even though our house has full insulation and Anderson windows, this morning I had a space heater running and was warming my hands over the gas stove burner. And the cat had her tail wrapped over her face:


It’s been raining for almost 3 months solid here, which is wonderful, because we’ve been in a drought for like, ten years. It’s been almost a perfect winter… but now it’s cold, humid, and raining, and we have no furnaces. It’s 67° inside the house.

See what I mean:

67 Degrees inside the house

67 Degrees inside the house

My aunt just wrote to say its 80° in Northern California. Show-off.

We all have thin blood here, even our cat, Lili. We heated up one of those microwavable neck-thingees for her to lay on, but she’s still complaining.

Oh, stop laughing.

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