Frosty

I’ve been with Martin for nearly 20 years now, so excuse me for my shock when last night, he goes … he goes, “Why do you have to turn our bedroom into an ice box?”

Why is this even a question? I will run this A/C unit from beneath my feather comforter/pillow fortress until there is frost on the inside of our windows. It’s the best way to sleep! Fight me. Related: a Throwback Thursday photo from February 2005 when the Italian Dolomites were sugarcoated with some snow.

That’s little Miss C and me during a visit to Piancavallo. Just look at her little red nose and rosy cheeks!