It has been cold lately in the morning. This is what it feels like, to me. This is not what it looks like, yet. They did have snow up north though, and apparently it made commuting a mess. Mom's commute was difficult because of a truck fire. The sort of funny thing, was that the truck belonged to the company that dad USED to work for. Mom is really glad dad is not there any more. (The driver is okay.) And I am trying to stay warm by burrowing under all the blankets I can find, or crawling as close as I can to the back of mom's legs. Too bad she always wants to get out of bed. Why can't she just stay there once in a while?