Winter still hasn’t taken the hint and moved on to the northern hemisphere, and I am chilly and don’t want to leave my blanket. We’re still using heaters in No-fricking-vember.
And I’m tired. So this is what I’m mustering.
I promised Jene no whinging on his birthday, but this isn’t really complaining. It’s a statement of facts. But I’ll stop now, anyway.
Happy birthday to a special and very loved Jene.