Temperature Drop…

Texas weather is contrary.

The locals like to say,

“If you don’t like the weather, wait a minute…it’ll change!”

I feel right at home because it tends to be the same in England…at least there when we get our winter clothes out they’re out for the season.  Here, we wear Uggs one day and flip flops the next.

Last week I awoke to quite a balmy 70º and in the time it took me to run out for a pint of milk it had plummeted to a brisk 50º and I was looking around for my down jacket to dash into the grocery store.

When I arrived home, pretty perished, I found my all-about-me Russian Blue snuggling under my comforter,


“I’m staying right here until you put the heat on!” his face seemed to say.

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