I have always preferred the cold to the hot. Even when I was a little guy before I started to school and lived in western Pennsylvania, I would love to go out and play in the snow. When I got a little older, I would just love to take moonlight walks in the woods after a fresh snow had fallen. And of course we all wanted a fresh tracking snow for the opening of buck season. If you remember, I told you that in college I slept beside an open window, even in the winter and sometimes woke up with snow on my covers. Yep, always preferred cold to hot.
That being said, last night I took a really bad chill and it was 73 degrees in here. I shook so hard that I am sure I put off some seismic detectors somewhere. In case you heard reports of a possible earthquake, it was just me shivering. I can not explain it or what caused it. I climbed into bed and it took awhile to get my warmth back. I was not sick and am not sick today, so I have no idea what caused that bad chill and severe shivering. I have felt normal (for an old guy) all day today. Hoping that doesn't happen again. Now, stay warm and cozy and have a great evening, you hear?