Heat

I turned the heat on for the first time last night.  Oh how I love the smell of the heat the first time it's turned on!  I think it must remind me of being a kid, and no real worries.  When we used to actually get a bunch of snow, and sledding, and snow days, yippee no school!  Yep, for a few brief moments every year when I kick that old heater on for the first time, I'm transported back to my childhood days.  I still love the snow although we don't get much here anymore.  I still make snow angels and snowmen and snowballs.  I can wake up and smell the snow if it's out there.  Here's hoping for a good ol' big snow this year!

It doesn't get any better than that!

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