If It's Brown, Quaff It Down.
Every winter I wait with gleeful anticipation for the time when the temperature drops into the teens for extended periods of time. I long for days of brass monkey shriveling cold, possibly accompanied by the kind of inclement weather that requires teams of Mongolian sled dogs to deliver the pizza.Because that's when I break out the hot chocolate. OM Chtuhlu, THAT is how I measure my happiness. Is there anything better on a cold day than a mug of steaming hot Hershey's? (Except, perhaps, Morena Baccarin in an undersized Snuggie playing Twister over your entire body.)
This winter, though, I managed exactly two cups of hot chocolate. Two freakin' cups. I don't care what the climate change deniers say, this is a serious indication it may be time for the Koch brothers to start playing human centipede with Al Gore's adumbrate keister.
=Lefty=
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Kerry Lauerman
Joan Walsh
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Nowadays, I love to heat up the milk, pour in the Hershey's and load up. Like you, though, I have to be cold and Texas is purdy dang HOT most of the time anyways. Here in winter, I might get away with a week or two of days that are cold enough to warrant a cuppa hot chocolate joy. This year? One.
Things are definitely heating up. It's only mid February and the trees are budding, flowers are sprouting and I've already spotted Sand Hill Cranes flying NORTH! They usually don't do that til May.
I've found a workaround, though. Ice Cold Milk w/Chocolate. MMMmm...
--r--