Monday, December 7, 2009

Enlightenment (sorta...just go with it)

My dad raised me on old country classics and soft rock. He LOVES the Eagles. Me? Not my first choice, but I'll listen to them if nothing I prefer is on the radio at the time.

Tonight as I was cleaning the apartment and setting up our meager Christmas decorations, I came to a new plateau of understanding. Our apartment is on the third floor, but I'm convinced heat does not rise in Loveland, OH. I believe the temperature was around 50 degrees- INSIDE. (I couldn't see the thermometer clearly- I had too many layers wrapped around my face to keep my teeth from the wretched chatter) As I donned another pair of socks, feeling like was about to die of frostbite, I remembered these simple lyrics: Love will keep us alive. It was then I wished Scott was not at work but in close proximity to me- not for love's sake, although I do love being with him, but purely for his body heat. I now know why love keeps you alive- because it keeps you warm.

(And if you're wondering why we don't just turn on the heater... why don't you come over here and show me how to work this 1950's model thermostat THANKS)

4 comments:

  1. muahahahaha eh it's better to cuddle anyway :) And if all else fails, do lunges or something haha that'll get your blood pumping for sure! Awesome quote. Good luck with your 1950 thermostat!!! I never ever figured out if our radiators in our last apartment even worked haha

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  2. ally you're so funny! I miss you. Houston is my personal space heater, he complains that I only want to cuddle when I'm cold.

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  3. So I guess my complaining of 70 degrees in our apt is something I should be grateful for!! :) I'm so sorry! You should ask for a heating blanket for Christmas- I'm sitting under mine right now and it feels great! Hope all is well with you two crazy love birds!! Take care and try to stay warm!

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  4. These might not be the brightest ideas, but...our first apartment had a set thermostat at 63 degrees and the insulation was terrible. We used a space heater, and when it got really cold Tyler would turn the shower on hot, full blast to bring some warmth to the place. Desperate times...

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