Mornin', guys. It's cold as fuck here in Texas: 17 degrees, and the wind chill is just above zero. We got a couple inches of snow on the ground and more falling. The governor declared the whole state a disaster area yesterday; temps are going down to the single digits in most places tonight. I see by the weather map that we're not the only ones hurting, either. This just might be the most frigid Valentine's Day in the nation's history, ya think?
The temperature inside this drafty old house is not exactly warm, either; despite the central heat running day and night, it's a little below 60 degrees, so we are both swaddled in flannels and woolens. But last night M.P. did a lot to warm us up when he cooked a steaming big pot of beans and hamhock, with jalapeno cornbread on the side. Mmmm-mmm, that was some mighty fine eatin'. I tell you what.
Hope all my truckbuddies are staying warm. Here's a hot little song to help y'all out.
2 comments:
Same, if not colder here in New Mexico. But we New England types are used to it.
Yeah, you guys are always singing and dancing about this winter wonderland shit. You can keep it!
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