faded from the winter

Years ago when I was living through a cold Eastern European winter, there was no such thing as functioning furnaces so we warmed our chubby bodies with space heaters. And there, holed up in the living room of our apartment Tasha invented the best thing ever. You get a blanket, throw it over the space heater, stick the coldest part of your body under the blanket and enjoy an envelop of heat. You'd stay like that until it got so hot you'd burn, but at that point you would just rotate to the next coldest appendage. It was brilliant.

Now, I live in a great apartment that I love in Salt Lake with hardwood floors and exposed brick walls and it has a furnace. But the windows and weather stripping are as old as the building (which is old). In the colder months with gas being expensive it's just mostly chilly inside and we still pay absurdly for it. Great! This year though, Naomi pulled out two small space heaters she had and I remembered the old blanket trick. So this winter has still been mostly cold and expensive, but at least I've burned my legs over and over.



I love it the most probably when I'm at the table doing homework (reading the internet) and I can wrap a blanket around my whole body so as to funnel the heat upward and evenly. I have overheated one of the little guys twice but nothing has ever caught on fire and we always remember to turn them off before bed or when leaving the house.

I'm definitely ready for winter to be over, but I have been thinking the last few days that I will miss my little space heater friend when the weather gets warmer (miss it until I'm lounging by the pool).