Since it's wet and cold, I'm thinking tonight needs to be a white chicken chili kind of night with maybe a fire in the fireplace. Who cares if it's almost March--cold is cold and snuggly is the order of the day.
I've started a new book, Wild, and so far it has been sort of a whaaaaat for someone who grew up in The Bubble. Living in various places, some without electricity and running water, made this spoiled wimpy gal shudder. I'm sure we all could do it if we had to......I just don't want to and I'm betting you don't either. The thought of living off in the woods sounds fun to me until we hit the cold hard reality of no coffee maker, no showers, no cable, and washer/dryer. No electricity for more than a few hours = no fun. Still and all, there's something about being away out in a cabin somewhere that does have a certain allure, that's for sure. Here's mine:
Hey....go big or go home.
But I'd love this, too.