Snow

When I was a child, I spoke as a child and looked forward to snow days. But, now that I am a man, I'm smarter and know the value of living in a warm climate.

I was fine yesterday when I got here. Lugging that trench coat all day was kind of a pain, but I was sure glad I had it.

Then, I checked into the hotel and the room seemed colder than the outside. And, the darker it got, the colder it got. I had the thermostat set up to 82* before I realized that the side of the room with the windows was freezing and the other side was toasty warm. So, I turned down the thermo and moved my laptop to the other side of the room to finish working.

Last night, being the coldest night of our stay, we made plans to eat dinner here, at the hotel. But, the big guy in MN will only eat at chain restaurants so they called and said someone is on their way to pick you up. At this point, I had just gotten warm. I politely declined and, being a salesperson, he started to try to convince me...read that as twist my arm. So much so that I finally had to decline again and say "I'll see you tomorrow at the meeting." Gotta go. At this point, I'd already waited my dinner until almost bedtime waiting for everyone to get here, so I rushed down and had the best steak I've had in a while. Imagine. I could have passed on that to eat at Applebees. Yeah. Right.

This morning, my side of the room was still nice and comfy and the side with the windows is still forming icicles on the lampshade. The drapes just can't keep the cold out. But, if I sit on the bed and work, I'm comfy and cozy in my knitted slippers and work clothes. The dress shoes could use a little insulation, tho.

While I was down at breakfast, one of the guys that lives here came in to pick up someone else to take on a sales call. He was wearing a fleece jacket. No long coat. No insulation. No hat. A fleece similar to the one I'm wearing now, in my hotel room.

Here are the pictures outside my window. Traffic is moving very slowly, so I can only assume that what looks like wet roads are really ice. Glad I'm not driving in it.

Me? I'll stay right where I am, thank you very much. In my canvas pants, slippers, heavy t-shirt and shirt and fleece. Tonight, I will have to leave the hotel for dinner with the group. But, it is going to be 12 whole degrees warmer tonight than it was last night. Might not sound like much, but those degrees make all the difference.

You'll be glad to know that I did sew my hexes together on both flights. On the flight from Dallas to Minneapolis, I was in the middle of a bunch of cowboys. Real cowboys; hats, belt buckles the size of dinner plates, boots and tight jeans. Nobody even seemed to notice that I was sewing. Nobody looked around. Only one person mentioned it and that was a flight attendant that asked if I was making a quilt. She said that she had made one and it almost killed her. She said that twice. I guess she had a really bad experience. Poor thing.

Okay, so that's my travel update for the day. So far, so good. But, there's still a lot of day left.

Lane