Spring Forward, Sleeping In

Winter inspires me to sport an unattractive, yet functional wardrobe of warm fuzzies. Those of you who have witnessed the extravanganza that is my purple flannel puppy dog pajamas and have not yet unfriended me on any major social networking sites are loyal and courageous people. I also sport soot like starlets sport beauty cream--a hazard of seasonal fireplace hugging.

There is a glimmer of hope around the kerosene heater, though, and it's not because that celebu-rodent with the spring prediction act is guessing that warmer weather is on the way. So how do I know that bigger and balmier things are out there?

Join me at Stage of Life to find out! And while you're there, hang around and check out the coupons and stuff and leave a comment or two. Why? I'm supposed to do it and I'm still in hibernation with the rest of the woodland creatures until the Labrador on my lap sees his shadow!

Baby, It's Cold Inside!

Remember the song that said, "Button Up Your Overcoat?"

No, of course you don't; it's way before your time. It's not something that Justin Beiber is going to cover any time soon, anway. And speaking of cover. . .

Pull on your hoodie and slip on your flannel jammies, because it's frost and freeze time. . .in the powder room. I don't see why I have to suffer freezer burn on my rump roast just because our power bill is

bigger than the stack of presents under grandma's Christmas tree.

Join me at Stage of Life where we check on the Captain's tendency to post armed guards around the thermostat.