Come in from the cold.

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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The air outside is cold enough to take your breath away. The snow stings your face as it blows in the frigid wind, and the forecast says another foot of the white stuff is on the way tonight. It’s not fit for man nor beast out there.

So come inside, Dopers. I’ve just thrown some apple logs on the fire, and the spiced cider is warming on the stove. I have fuzzy blankets aplenty, and there are enough overstuffed chairs for everyone. I’ll throw some Christmas music (nothing tacky or overly festive, of course; not for a relaxing night like this). You’ve had a hard day; come in and unwind for awhile.

::scoops up teeny kitten from the basket in the corner and cuddles up in an armchair near the fire::

Oh, and the bar’s stocked, too. Who wants to bring me a single malt? :slight_smile:

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Uh, that’s “I’ll throw some Christmas music on the stereo…” Preview is my FRIEND, damnit.

Now I really need to relax.

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::curls up on the couch with a fuzzy blanket::

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Wow! apple logs what a great idea.
::hands Juniper200 malt::
Smells great in here.
::hops into largest overstuffed chair near fire, points toes directly toward fireplace, and take a large gulp from bottle::

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Aaahhhhh, I can’t even feel my feet anymore. The air’s so cold out there it freezes in your lungs.
::limps over to fireplace; collapses, cuddles drowsy dog::
This is bliss, pure bliss.
Killer cold is great because it makes warmth and companionship so precious.
Thanks for invite, Juniper; I’ll fetch ya that single malt–and maybe just a titch for myself for medicinal purposes.

Melting in a boneless, contented mass,
Veb

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::curls up in blanket on floor next to fire with mug of hot chocolate and peppermint schanpps. Don’t forget my Winnie-The-Pooh slippers.::

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::wraps up in king sized flannel covered down comforter::
mmmmmmm flannel mmmmmm
:nurses a warm mug of freshly made hot Barry’s tea with cream and a touch of Baileys in it:

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::escapes the blistering heat of an Aussie summer to curl up in her thermal pj’s with the pink and purple stripes, mittens and mug of hot chocolate::

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Wyldelf!

::goes to snuggle with Wyldelf. Where have you been, sweetie?::

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:: Shares her Winnie the Pooh doona with Nymysys::
Hey honey - been having a bit of a rough time - needed some time out.
:: Hands everyone in the room a nice shot of honey and lemon schnapps to ward off the cold::

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{{{{{{{Wyldelf}}}}}}} Sorry to hear that, lovey. I’ve missed both you and that strapping young man you’re acquainted with. Hope you both are doing okay. Be sure to email me if you need a sympathetic female ear, sweetie.

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::snuggles up to Nymysys under the doona, looking for DPR to fill the gap in between::

I’m doing ok Nym. Nothing I can really talk about… Thanks for the offer though, maybe one day

:: offers some home baked cookies to Juniper200, Silverfire,TVeblen, absoul, MikeG & Nymysys::

{{{{{{Nymysys}}}}}}

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::curls up as close to the fire as he can, but far enough away that no one catches his cold::

<sniff> This fire feels so good. Thanks Juniper.

::drinks some hot cider and manages a smile::

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:: Hands Simetra a box of Kleenex and a hug ::

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Well, isn’t that just what everybody needs sometimes? Thanks so much Wyldelf.

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You’re welcome :slight_smile:

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::wanders in, looking disheveled and generally pitiful::

Hey, Simetra? Mind if I share the Kleenex and snuggle up with you?

::contemplates buying herself a dictionary for Christmas so she can learn how to spell disheveled::

:slight_smile:

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Serendipity. You can share my Kleenex anytime.

::pitiful smile as he offers up the box and lifts up his blanket::

You and me, we’ll just be the sick corner, 'k? Just say thanks to Wyldelf.

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::cuddles up under Simetra’s blanket::

You’re a doll. You know that, right?

Thanks for the tissues, wyldelf! You’re a doll, too. :slight_smile:

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Shhhhhh!! It’s a secret - tell everyone that and my reputation will be forever ruined. :wink: