I have a little story to share with you. While lamenting Florida’s recent cold spell, I asked for patience from my readers who know how to Winter. I am not very good at Wintering, as you’ll soon learn.

A couple nights ago, I woke up feeling cold so I needed to pull up my blankets immediately to prevent frostbite (slight exaggeration, but I’m prone to it). My bed not only had a down comforter and two cozy blankets on it but it also had dead weight in the form of a zonked out cat. Westley weighs in at a trim 10 pounds but somehow, when he’s asleep he feels much heavier.

After making that careful calculation, I grabbed a handful of blankets and yanked. Unfortunately for me, I did not have a good enough grip with my right hand and it came flying back into my face.

Now, I’ve never had a broken nose so I’m not entirely sure what one feels like but it’s been a few days now and my nose is still very tender. Warmer weather can not come soon enough!

As for Westley, he slept through the entire incident and remains insouciant about his alleged culpability.