winter means never having to say I'm sorry...
... for not changing my clothes. Really, that's the solution to cold weather! Leah says she's not such a fan of the cold because she doesn't particularly enjoy looking like a hobo, but I have no such objections; in fact, I find the layered look (as we prefer to call it) far superior to anything I can wear in warmer weather. Today I packed so many clothes on that I barely had to turn the heat on all day; between my long-sleeve t-shirt, fleece shirt, and heavy wool sweater and the heat from the day's bread-baking I was all set. Fleece-lined pants too, of course, and wool socks. Leah was at a conference all day learning about women in business, so I didn't have to worry about keeping her warm. Sadly, though, the real cold snap seems to be at an end, so I'll have to finally lay aside my warm garments after three consecutive days of wear. And I suppose I should probably dress up a little more for church, anyways.