Fall has finally arrived in my neck of the woods. The leaves are turning, the nights are cool, the air conditioning is off and I am putting up my Halloween decorations. I have pulled out my sweats and moss green velour lounge pants. I love those pants..they are just so soft and cozy.
Fall has finally arrived in my neck of the woods. The leaves are turning, the nights are cool, the air conditioning is off and I am putting up my Halloween decorations. I have pulled out my sweats and moss green velour lounge pants. I love those pants..they are just so soft and cozy.
With the change in season also comes the battle of the Semper Fi's.
When do we turn the heat on?
I will NOT be the weak sister who turns the heat on first. No way.
I have gone so far as to pile on so many layers of clothes that I resemble Ralphie's little brother from "A Christmas Story". I am not a baker but come this time every year, I suddenly need to bake bread or brownies. Baking means I get to turn the oven on. Oven on=heat.
I have been known to stand by the dishwasher while it's running for warmth but I will NOT be that one who wimps out first. Part of this insanity is that I like to have at least one electric bill not carrying a balance in the 100's or more but part of it is bragging rights. I will win. I will retain my crown of being the toughest one in the same house as a Marine.
Frostbite be damned, I will dominate.
Who's up for brownies?