I don't mind winter. Okay, except for starting up a car in butt-cold weather. And waiting for the car to heat up as you drive. That's not pleasant. But in general, I like the cozy-ness of winter and seem to have a relatively high tolerance for it compared to others. Hubby is already talking of spring, and who can blame him? But me? I enjoy the smug days...the warm fires we've been lighting almost every evening...the oven-baked goodness that I just can't resist making.
However, our house is cold. We try to keep the heat at a lower temp to save money and our house is a little drafty, so in the mornings especially, whoo, I'm cold. This was my solution this morning, as I made up some biscuits and gravy (Hubby's idea - a good one:).