We had our first sub-freezing temps of the season this morning.
I took my long Saturday jaunt after it warmed up just a touch, and I surely hope the Borders family wasn't looking out their window when I passed their house, because I was peeling off a layer by that time.
If they were, my deepest apologies.
Anyway, I brought in an 8 miler right at just about a 14.5 minutes a mile pace, so that felt good.
Take THAT, Balloon Lady!
But I digress.
As I opened the back door and stepped into my kitchen I found my husband (the most astonishingly interesting husband on the face of the planet) at the kitchen sink dicing up some of these
to put into one of these
to make some of THIS.
I am the luckiest woman on the planet, because my husband knows how to turn up the heat!