Anchorage, Okinawa

So it's a little cold in my house...big deal.

I find that 76 is a nice reasonable indoor temerature during the summer months. Plenty cool enough to get that smack of air when you walk in from the heat of the day. However two days ago the thermastat in our house was replaced and now I can barely get that thing to inch over 61. Here it is, the middle of September, and I am walking around in flannel pajamas, a huge fleece robe and fuzzy slippers. My toes have offically turned into ice cubes and I am fairly positive there is an icesicle forming on the tip of my nose.

Poor Alex...He must be having flashbacks of our winters spent in Colorado or Washington. I spent the entire afternoon huddled on the couch trying to snuggle my feet up under his sweatshirt for a little warmth. I'm pretty sure I sent him flying through the roof a few times. I feel terrible...really I do. But it isn't my fault he is so darn warm blooded, my cold toes-ies ache to be against his skin. hehehehe!!

I have to admit, at first it was kind of fun. Big sweaters, cuddling close to the one you love, drinking hot cocoa, watching movies while wrapped in a big fluffy blanket. It was like mid-autumn back home. In fact, I think the leaves of my house plants will begin to change soon. Unfortunatly my family doesn't view this in quite the same way I do. The kids are whiny, my husband is cranky, and everyone is too damn cold to move. It sort of makes me want to hybernate!

The night before last, Ashton readied for bed by donning sweatpants, an oversized sweater, and two pairs of socks. And tonight I went to kiss Tristyn good-night and saw that she and Micaiah both were huddled under her mink blanket wearing jackets. By tomorrow Kayl should be finished with the firepit he is constructing at the foot of his bed. Either that or everyone will take to sleeping on the trampoline so to enjoy the warmth the night air has to offer.

Okay, so my house is freezing...it's just that I can't seem to figure this new thermostat out. My last one was digital. When you wanted 76, you pressed the button untill it read 76. Duh, a monkey could've worked the thing. Now there are little lines and dots (lines and dots suck). And the numbers aren't even directly under the line or dot they should be, so I am left to guess. Don't the thermostat makers know that I am terrible at guessing? For heavens sake, my children are going to die of hypothermia all because of a bunch of lines and dots!!!

Ah well. Eventually I should figure this doohicky out..but until then my family shall remain at the north pole.

Ice anyone??