This is the kind of day when I want to be someplace else--someplace warmer, like North Carolina. It's not just cold--literally freezing out, 32 degrees--but gray, heavy overcast. Not worth opening the curtains. It's forecast to snow late tomorrow, but in the meantime, it's just not very nice out. Our poor furnace is working hard to try to get the temperature up to 65.
On the other hand, Christmas is coming. We have invited lots of people to our house, a thing that hasn't happened for more than 3 years. Tomorrow we are having a Holiday Open House. Some people have been confused, because there were real estate open houses here many times this fall. But this is just a party, where friends and family and neighbors can drop in for hot cider (with or without booze) and treats: meringues, walnut crescents, chocolate cinnamon wafers, ginger cookies, salted almonds, maybe stuffed dates, pumpkin squares, and cornmeal sandies--and whatever else I come up with before tomorrow at 2. One of the bonuses is, I hope, we will have leftover treats to eat ourselves for the next few weeks and take to work or send home with guests.
So, I have to bake things and try to heat up the house. If I am busy moving around (cleaning works too), I won't be cold.
