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Sometimes I Don't Plan this Stuff

It is COLD! It is freezing cold! Reminding me how much I HATE winter. The current temp is 32 degrees. YUCK!

I came home from work today freezing.

So I put on my favorite pair of thermals.

Then I ran A. to scouts and came home shivering.

So I put on my favorite hoodie.

I was still freezing and whining about how cold I was. H. helped me out by getting me a beanie. It is one of those cool beanies with the ear flaps and the pom pom on top.

I was still whining so Al. tracked down a pair of Brent's railroad insulated gloves.

Then I hunkered down under my electric blanket and tried to quit shivering.

THEN

I had to go and get A. from scouts. I pulled into the parking lot dreading the run from the car to church. Right before I could get out A. came shooting out of the building. YAY!! I thought I don't have to get out of the car.

Then as he got into the car he started laughing. Laughing very hard. Mixed in with all the laughing I heard him say, "I knew it, I just knew you would try something like this."

"Try what?"

He replied, "You look ridiculous.You were going to come in dressed like that just to embarrass me."

I was baffled, "What are you talking about?"

"LOOK AT YOU!"

Then it dawned on me he thought I was all dressed up in all my warm gear just to embarrass him. Which made me smile and reply, "You just never know what I will do!"

"I'm smarter than that all I have to do is make sure I'm out here before you come in and then you can't embarrass me."

Darn, now he is actually going to be looking for me and running out to the car, before I can come and try to track him down in a big old building.

Sometimes being Cold aint that bad.

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