I can't believe it...Tonight, the temperature is supposed to drop into the 40s. So what, you ask? This is Florida. It's April. The temps have been in the 70s and 80s the past couple of weeks. I'd gone ahead and put the extra blankets away, etc.

Then, last night, it started getting, well, cool. Grabbed the hand-knit blanket and put it on the bed. On top of the quilt that my late step-father's mom had made. (That's another story; the lady made the most beautiful quilts. I got this one in a round about way. Wish I had a couple more.)

But now, it's getting postively chilly. The wind is blowing outside and there is definitely cold air coming under the front door. Somehow, it doesn't feel like a Florida April.

Just goes to show you: the second you think you have everything figured you, you realize you don't.

Such is life...