Well chillun, I'm freezing my ass off down here in deep south Mississippi. I dug out the electric blanket, and two bins of the heaviest duty winter type clothes I own. I haven't worn some of those heavy clothes in at least 12 years, so some of the things I had to launder first to get the stuffy smell out, some I hung out to air, and some went to the dry cleaners.

Every heat source is rockin' and rollin' but the house is still cold. I have on four layers of shirts, made a pot of soup today and have the herbal tea crock pot plugged in most of the day. It's still cold as a glacier. The ground was saturated with rain before the North Pole weather struck, so the bricks of my house are cold, the concrete slab under the house is cold, the tile over that is cold, and that cold damp feeling comes right up throught the carpet. I hate it.

Deer hunters come out of the woods covered with mud, their lost dogs come to my house as they always do and howl outside. NEVER visit Mississippi in the winter time--you won't like it--I sure don't. Here I am surrounded by grungy hunters, Bible thumping Republicans, people sneezing, snotting, coughing and passing flu germs around and day after day of 24 hour Arctic 20 degree temperatures. I'd pull my hair out but I need it to keep the back of my neck warm for now. Bye y'all...

susil