Fall has finally arrived in North Texas – in the low 60s during the day, mid 20s at night.
Y’all, that’s cold around here.
Thus I’ve taken to wearing layers at night. No lie: this week I found myself wearing crazy jammie pants, a nightgown and a long-sleeved t-shirt. Klassy. (Yes, with a K.)
I rounded the sleepy-time look out with a sheet, three blankets and two furballs. Nice and toasty.
Cold doesn’t just bring out the layers, it also brings out the Kleenex, cold medication and Blistex lip therapy. It’s not been pretty.
But what cold does bring out that is pretty is my favorite hat, purchased while on holiday in Ireland several years ago:
I may be cold, but I’m still cute.