Thursday, January 16, 2014

Packing for Minus Zero

I'm off to Kansas City where two weeks ago the thermometer dipped to ten below zero.

"Are you nuts?" Mimi asked as I dug out my warm vintage coat and cashmere sweaters from a trunk in the attic.  "Have you completely and utterly lost your mind?  Why can't you wait until April to visit your mom?"

I ignored her and continued packing.  Wool socks.  Check.  Flannel pajamas.  Check.  Alpaca scarf and gloves.  Check.  Check.

Am I nuts?  Well, probably.  "But just you wait, Mimi, I bet you the mercury will rise to seventy and I'll have nothing to wear!"

See you in February.


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