oh! the marvels of the xacti underwater potential... great ! warm greetings from copenhagen to cold california :-) (last news from california was that there were forest fires?)
that's funny stuff. you knew that one day you'd find a use for the E1's waterproofing. what's the energy efficiency rating for a big open tub of hot bubbling water?
I can soooo identify! Our house is so cold that I re-dress when I come home from work, adding heavy wool socks, long underwear, fleece pullover and down vests. I refuse to put the heat on over 64 degrees. And we live in New England where it stays around 30 degrees outside. I'm really envious of the hot tub!!
My honey was raised in new England, Land of "Put on a damn sweatah!" cranks the thermostat to 70F, which makes me crazy. I'm a 64F girl.
Don't get me wrong: I was raised in NYC, Land of Uncontrollable Radiators where I'm used to tank tops and bare feet while wiping drippy condensation off my windows. I love heat. I live for the heat. I miss the heat.
...but when I think of the oil...oh, the oil...
Once you're wrapped in a blanket at your desk, though? It's time to turn it on. Maybe even over 64F.
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Ah, so there is the hot tub you spoke of. Nice.
I didn't know it was cold out there in California. I thought it was always nice out there.
even my cat, pippo, loves to stay under my legs, they are amazing
oh! the marvels of the xacti underwater potential... great !
warm greetings from copenhagen to cold california :-)
(last news from california was that there were forest fires?)
that's funny stuff.
you knew that one day you'd find a use for the E1's waterproofing.
what's the energy efficiency rating for a big open tub of hot bubbling water?
I can soooo identify! Our house is so cold that I re-dress when I come home from work, adding heavy wool socks, long underwear, fleece pullover and down vests. I refuse to put the heat on over 64 degrees. And we live in New England where it stays around 30 degrees outside. I'm really envious of the hot tub!!
My honey was raised in new England, Land of "Put on a damn sweatah!" cranks the thermostat to 70F, which makes me crazy. I'm a 64F girl.
Don't get me wrong: I was raised in NYC, Land of Uncontrollable Radiators where I'm used to tank tops and bare feet while wiping drippy condensation off my windows. I love heat. I live for the heat. I miss the heat.
...but when I think of the oil...oh, the oil...
Once you're wrapped in a blanket at your desk, though? It's time to turn it on. Maybe even over 64F.
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