Overnight, a cold front arrived and it is a cool, gray, windy day.  For Austin, the high of 61 is down right cold.  Personally, this is when I take out my hats and gloves. I know, I know, I am weird, and I wear my weirdness proudly, but I’ve never been a cold weather girl.  I grew up in New Orleans, where the weather is predictable–it’s always hot and balmy, except for those rare instances when it actually gets cold. I remember one winter when it actually snowed in New Orleans. Snow in New Orleans is as rare as a $2 dollar bill. I must have been about six years old and my mother gathered me and my two sisters together, dressed us in winter coats, hats and gloves, and sent us outside to play, assuming that each of us wanted to experience the snow.  Well, her assumption was correct for my sisters, but not for me.  Within 15 minutes, I was pounding at the door for her to let me back into the house. She finally realized that I was serious and let me in. I happily sat at the window where I could watch my sisters playing in the snow, all the while relishing in the warmth of the house.  As an adult, I’d chose a 100 degree day over a 60 degree day each and every time.

Anyway, today is one of those days that you put on something warm and comfortable, make your self a cup of something warm, and climb back in bed and either watch DVD’s, one after another, or read a good book. You pick. Wherever you are, I hope that you are doing exactly what you want. Have a glorious weekend. Blessings, Lydia

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