Oh The Weather Outside Is Frightful...
Ok, not really. Southern California is hardly known for "frightful" weather. It's been beautiful, but it's been COLD. I am freezing my fingers off as I type this. Last night the cowgirl came into my room and found me in the fetal position around the heater again. I was lying so close to it, I almost burned myself. But at least I was warm! (I think I hear my midwest friends laughing at me, but I'm ignoring them.)
What I'd really love is a fireplace in my room. I am a huge fan of fireplaces. Some good friends of mine, who kindly let me live with them last year for about six months, have an awesome fireplace, and they really know how to make a great fire. They'd build it and I'd go fight their big black Labrador for the space right in front of it. (Yeah, that's right--I'M the top dog now.)
But there really is something so magical about a fire. I love the snap-crackle-pop of the dry wood. I love watching the way the flames dance. I like watching the ever-changing shapes in the smoke. I like the musty, earthy smell of burning wood.
You know, I'm really glad it's winter.
What I'd really love is a fireplace in my room. I am a huge fan of fireplaces. Some good friends of mine, who kindly let me live with them last year for about six months, have an awesome fireplace, and they really know how to make a great fire. They'd build it and I'd go fight their big black Labrador for the space right in front of it. (Yeah, that's right--I'M the top dog now.)
But there really is something so magical about a fire. I love the snap-crackle-pop of the dry wood. I love watching the way the flames dance. I like watching the ever-changing shapes in the smoke. I like the musty, earthy smell of burning wood.
You know, I'm really glad it's winter.
posted by grackyfrogg @ 5:28 PM
3 Comments:
At 1:45 PM ,
Fitting said...
okay...as a known pyromaniac, I can attest to the ever engaging scene of a fire in a sweet fireplace. If I had one in my room, you can bet I'd burn the house down because I'd forget to put it out. I tried to make S'mores at camp a couple weeks ago and only succeeded in proving again how distracted I get by the fire so as to miss the flaming sugar balls on the end of my "stick". What part of "meet me at the stick" did you not understand? 5 points if you can tell me what that's from and 7.5 points if you can tell me who said it.
At 12:37 AM ,
grackyfrogg said...
i feel like i should know the "meet me at the stick" reference, but i have no idea! whats it from??
At 12:30 PM ,
BeautiPhil said...
not to be critical, but simply because i love languages and words, sounds more like you both are pyrophile's - one who loves fire (not starts it irresitably, though that may be true also! ;))
I don't get how you get _cold_ in So Cal though... I'm not midwest, but I laughed anyway...
do you have central heating?
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