This morning was interesting.
We woke up in the middle of the night . . .
It was 53° in the house
and 5° outside.
Our radiant heat went out and the
pellet stove wasn’t enough to carry
the whole house.
When morning came, we called the experts in.
After a couple hours – we had heat again.
We are now up to 61° in the house.
I am wearing my fuzzy Uggs that I
got on Zulily for dirt cheap
and my flannel lined jeans.
As soon as the expert got our heater going again,
Mark and I left to go somewhere warm while
the house heated up.
Interpret that to mean
Grammy’s Country Inn –
for homemade chili that makes your
tongue and lips burn.
I took that top picture at the side of our yard.
The next one I shot from the car,
heading to Grammy’s.
It is snowing and 15 degrees.
I borrowed this fitting cartoon from
MUTTS – Patrick McDonnell‘s
It fits now that the house is warming up.
Still love living in Maine!