Winter's a comin'!

We officially turned on the heat. At least for tonight. I was bundled up with the windows open enjoying the fresh air and told Craig it would be too hot to turn the heat on. He commented on how bundled up I was and said, "Oh yeah! You're used to it from growing up. You know, California's not that cold but every time I went to your house, it was freezing, especially on those cold, hardwood floors!"

Which reminded me, I think Cat and I asked our dad to turn up the heat so that our feet could be warm when we got out of bed. He replied, "I'm not going to turn on the heat so you can have warm feet when you get out of bed!"

That was my dad, always asavin' money!

I also remember Sundays after church in the August heat with no air conditioning. Just laying on the blue couch feeling so hot. Why the HECK did we only have one fan for the whole house that was always found in Cathryn's bedroom?