Cold Hands, Warm Heart

I am faced daily with proof that it doesn't matter where you go on earth or what you do; the challenges that will help you grow are like the shell on your turtle back. Although I can't figure out what being cold is supposed to teach me. Frost advisory again tonight. Draughty house. Scary energy bills. Sleeping in wool socks with a hot water bottle.
This afternoon I looked out the window to see a chicken foraging in the front yard. I don't know where he came from. Just minutes later I went to the kitchen to find two enormous hot air balloons taking off right behind the house.
Makeover update: my hair is fabulous and my legs ache, but in that "I'm alive" way.
2 more days 'til Christmas vacation!