The coffee is warm, not hot in my Superbowl XLIV mug. Bob Marley is crooning softly in the background as my iPod plays on the portable speakers. I just skimmed the paper this morning, and I have not spent a lot of time perusing your blogs.
It is supposed to be a tad warmer this afternoon, albeit windy. I think I will try to get the Christmas lights up on the house today. They will not be turned on until Friday, though. I could wait until next weekend, but who knows what Mother Nature has in store. It could be freezing cold or raining. I would rather work in fifty degree temps and a little wind than hope for the best next Friday.
Monte Hall would hate me as a contestant on Let's Make a Deal.