Face cold.

I complained a lot last year, when I lived in Carbondale, that there was no real winter.  But by some photos from a gent in Carbondale that I follow on Flickr, I see that they are getting a nice and cold and snowy winter this year.  That’s awesome.  We have not gotten much in the way of snow around Baltimore, but it’s been cold.  Deliciously cold.  I got wind-burned coming from the Farmers’ Market Saturday, and today my face and head were pretty numb when I took a long walk after some drama we have to deal with that most likely involves us moving (though only upstairs in the same building).  I like being cold and then coming home and putting on something warm.  Though I usually sweat like a hog under my coat and can’t quit snuggle up too much after an hour-long walk.  But I have been asking myself: Why, oh why, did I shave off my rockin beard only to have my face freeze now?  On the warm tip, my newly-knitting better half is making me an organice wool scarf when said threads show up in a few days.  Grey scarf.  Hopefully it will be finished before this beautiful cold snap is over.