Woweee, it is so cold here -- 9 degrees last night, 24 degrees today -- projected 8 degrees tonight. Our little old electric cooperative can't keep up, and the heat shut off and on all night and morning and we kept faucets dripping so pipes don't freeze. The raccoons and skunks are mostly hibernating - we are only seeing a few early evening. The wild bunch love it though -- lots of racing up and down the hills and playful frolicking. Personally, I hate severe cold -- extremes of any kind. If I wanted to live in Alaska, I'd live in Alaska. But there's not much you can do about the weather.
Excy's cardio appt. today was as expected. Once he's recovered from his colon surgery he will need heart surgery. We'll schedule it around my kidney schedule this spring. He's feeling somewhat better, though, so we prowled around Barnes & Noble and I used a holiday gift card to buy the new biography on Louisa May Alcott. Yesterday he filled horse troughs and battened down the house for the cold spell. We watched 'New in Town' and felt marginally better that at least we weren't living where it gets insanely frigid as the norm.
I'm hoping when he gets up from a nap I can get him to bring the boxes down from the attic and I can begin clearing away Christmas decorations. Our live tree is very brittle and ornaments are beginning to droop . Today's the King of Rock and Roll's BD. TCM is running his movies and tributes all day, which isn't a bad way to spend the afternoon in the living room.