It was warm enough Christmas Eve to sit out on the balcony and smoke a cigar.

Of course, Easter has to be frigid to make up for it.
It was warm enough Christmas Eve to sit out on the balcony and smoke a cigar.

Of course, Easter has to be frigid to make up for it.
The Girl likes just about anything that moves in a circle, I believe, but ceiling fans now seem to be a favorite.

We discovered this some time ago at a visit to Paw-Paw and Nana’s place — they have ceiling fans in almost every room, so L was probably fairly certain that she was in her own personal Seventh Heaven.