I kick the furnace on (or up if it's been really cold during the night) and stumble into my sweats and fuzzy socks. Then I turn on the computer and while it's booting up I fix my breakfast of dry honey nut cheerios and coke zero...the breakfast of champions. Or on those really cold mornings I'll pop a hot cocoa into the Keurig, adding lots of marshmallows of course, so I have something to warm my hands. My understanding is that the marshmallows help to conserve the heat of the brew. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
The interior of our mobile paradise is snug with all the blinds pulled down to conserve the warmth, and the light coming through in the morning gives the feeling of being inside a coccoon.
I like to nestle into my bench seat at the table with legs folded up and pull a quilt over my legs until the furnace starts to make things really toasty. Then I settle down to the serious business of checking email, reading Facebook and my blogs, followed by some senseless computer games...oh it's a good life, this retirement.
But the cold quiet mornings are a special delight during this winter period. Yes, I truly love winter in the southern climate.
Long Live the Queen of Winter
PS - Sorry for the dearth of photos lately - Blogger has declared some sort of mutiny and I have to load them through my Picassa albums. I'll get more things loaded to keep the photos coming.