I’m frankly not a fan of the cold weather… and Winston-Salem gets its fair share, being so close to the mountains. But, that being said, once it’s December or January, I’d just as soon have it get cold and miserable and be done with it and it looks like it’s finally happened. Daytime highs have been regularly in the thirties, and occasionally the twenties, for the last three or four days and we’ve even had a dusting of snow.
You know winter has arrived at “The Crackhouse” because I begin wearing my wool union suit pretty much 24/7 and Sheila begins sitting on the heating vents.
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