As the temperature drops and the weather starts getting cruddy, I begin to long for a fireplace. Yes, those brick fireplaces set in a wall. The ones that are no longer socially acceptable because they do little to really heat houses.
You know the scene. The
nice warm room with a fur rug, a nice snugly armchair, a cup of hot
cocoa with floating marshmallows and best of a roaring crackling fire.
would not be sitting in the chair. I would be on the fur rug, two soft
pillows under my head, and a throw blanket over me. I'd be near enough
to the fire to enjoy the heat but far enough away not to catch on
fire. My hot cocoa would be in a spill proof cup because its too easy
to lose a full cup of liquid when you lie on the floor.
I might even have some marshmallows, chocolate and graham crackers so I
can make Some' mores when I get hungry. Mmmmmm, I love those ooooey,
I bet you are wondering what
brought this on? It was a miserable day of rain, cold, and wind that
blanketed the area after a lovely morning. The type of weather that
makes you want to stay home in front of the fire and never leave till it
clears up. I don't have a fire place but one of my coworkers bought
one of those fake fire places so she can sit in front of it when the
heat goes down. Me? I just wrap up in more blankets.