I really don’t like to go out in the cold. Luckily, this is New Mexico, so, it only gets bitterly cold for a few short spells each year.
I can’t remember ever enjoying cold weather activities. The first time I went skiing was my last. If I go along on ranch work, I rarely get out of the truck.
My aversion to cold is very bad news for the little person in my house as I will find any excuse for why we can’t go outside. I don’t even care if she draws pictures on the window condensation (a no no when I was growing up!).
But, at some point, after every board game has been played, every Barbie has been scattered, every blank sheet of paper has been decorated, and every blanket, table and pillow has been strategically placed for a fort
we finally venture out.
For those very few minutes, it feels good to blow a little stink off.