Low temps

If it ain't for the abundance of places to score guitars, then I got no clue.

;)

You just have to have fun with this kind of misery.

Here's something you can do. I played this prank on my wife last winter. Send your significant other out to get the paper/mail/whatever. Then lock the door and wait. They'll rattle the knob a couple times, then start pounding and yelling. This is the kind of tricky part - you have to pay attention and treat it like microwave popcorn. Listen until there's only one now-feeble knock or semi-whispered shout. Then, fling open the door and greet them with a nice oversized coffee mug and say, "Hot chocolate?" The anger will leave their eyes and they'll look at you with gratitude in their eyes, grab the mug with both numb hands and take a big drink. This is when they find out you've filled the mug with ice water.

It gets a little hazy after that.

Russian Hot Chocolate?!
 
I’m grateful that I finally got both cars in before tonight.

Not trying to brag but, so glad I have a 2 1/2 car garage instead of having to worry one won’t start tomorrow morning.

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#blessed
 
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