February Coffee Date
It’s the first Friday of the month, which means it’s time to join Coco and Deborah for the Ultimate Coffee Date! Ugh, February- I might have mentioned (oh, a few times), that I’m a Valentine’s Day scrooge. The latest annoyance is that this month’s episode of the Indie Press List from Currently Reading podcast is all romance novels. Grr. Let’s just get past this pink and red heart holiday and on with regular life. The first thing I would share over coffee is that I ran a marathon! Well- not officially, but according to my Garmin. I had a 26 mile run on my schedule, and you better believe I added that extra .2! More details coming up in the Weekly Rundown on Sunday, but for the most part it was a successful run. Let’s move on to the big topic- the weather. We survived our cold snap! We had three nights in a row where we got down in the 30s (the first two nights hitting 32 with windchill temps in the 20s). This is COLD for South Florida! While we’re set up really well for heat, we don’t know what to do with cold weather. Let me give you a couple examples. The first morning, our house was pretty cold so we turned on the heat. At first it blew hot air, but after a few minutes the air coming out was cool. I asked my husband “Does it seem like this isn’t working?” He said “Oh yeah- the last time the AC guy was here he said not to turn the heat on. I forgot about that.” WHAT. I mean- windchill temps in the 20s require a heated house, RIGHT? I grimly got myself prepared for a chilly couple of days, but then we hit on a formula- turn the heat on for a little, then turn it off again, etc. Every time we turned it on it blew hot for a while, enough to take the chill off. Sheesh. The second day of our cold front was Monday. When I went to take my daughter to school, I discovered that my windshield was iced over. This has never, EVER happened to me in South Florida! I was baffled. My daughter said “Can’t you just scrape it off?” Um- with WHAT? It’s not like we own an ice scraper. My husband came out to help. We turned on the wiper fluid and rubbed at the ice vigorously with cloths until it was cleared. Meanwhile, my daughter’s friends were texting that their windshields were iced as well. One of them just turned on the defroster, but had to wait 20 minutes and was late to school. At least we were on time! What would you tell me over coffee? Do you like Valentine’s Day? Romance novels? Do you own an ice scraper?