Okay … I'll admit it: I'm a wuss. Last week when I took the dogs out in the morning it was very cold. I could have gone inside relatively quickly but our latest pup, Gabby, had forgotten the priorities: like why she was outside in the first place!

So, when we finally got back inside, my fingers were stiff. The cold magnified the problem of my already poor circulation. They were at the point where I started seeing flashbacks of survival manuals that advise you to put your hands in your armpits to warm up, RIGHT!! I shudder just thinking about it.

Every winter all the networks carry a feature on the news about the local "Polar Bear Club" members who break through the ice to take the frozen plunge. WHY? Why would a male member want to have his member shrunken so that it would fit into a thimble? And I would think that my “sisters” would have better sense (well, I know we do as a rule) but what are they thinking? To all of them I say, "Are you nuts? How are you going to quilt after that!”

The only time I want to see floating ice is in a glass with a slice of lime and gin being swirled around by the tonics' bubbles. I'll raise my glass to you as soon as my hands warm up.

Patricia

Comments

• 1. Marijke Vuijst (20 February 2009 at 3:35 p.m.)

  see also my e-mail. What I see in you blogs is a lot of humor. This also makes me smile. This is wat Graham and me helped to come through the most difficult times. It is cold in Holland too, but at the moment the temperature is above 0. It rains.... Marijke