|Peggy taking advantage of Uncle Alan's toaster coat|
Thanks to wearing glasses, it is hard to wear a face mask like the guys do, because they either get caught up in it or fog up so bad I can't see anyhow. Ditto with my big red scarf.
I'm sure it's not serious, but in only a few minutes outdoors helping the boss get some decent wood up to the stove from the heifer barn, I froze my left cheek bone.
Felt it right away, came inside and thawed, but it feels kinda....icky.....right now.
Dang this weather. Third coldest February on record. The days are just something to be endured.
I'm loving the heated hoodie Al bought me though. On low the battery lasts six hours and low is surprising warm. With a couple of sweaters and such under and a down vest over, I am toasty....so I call it my toaster coat.