I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I’m hot blooded, I’m hot blooded”
Though I love that song, I am most definitely not hot blooded. In fact, I’m just the opposite.
“Well I’m cold blooded, check it and see
I got the chills and the goose bumpies
My arm hairs stick up, no they won’t go down,
I’m cold blooded, I’m cold blooded!”
I blame my dad for passing his “I’m always cold” gene onto me.
The two of us may be found snuggled under a blanket in 80 degree weather (with a huge bowl of chocolate marshmallow ice cream in our laps, might I add 😉 ).
My cold bloodedness was absolutely thriving at work today. Why must office buildings be so darn cold?
By the time lunch rolled around, my arm hairs had not stopped standing on end since I sat down at my desk a little before 9 a.m.
Since the lunch I packed to enjoy today was a cold one, I knew I had to get something h-o-t to warm my insides.
After walking two blocks to Starbucks and nabbing a hot Tazo passion tea, I felt nice and cozy.
A warm belly made me much more excited about eating my cold lunch.
On the menu for today was a big salad that included:
- Mixed baby greens
- Grape tomatoes
- Cucumber slices
- Shredded carrots
- Red and orange peppers
- Radishes (which, come to find, I don’t really like)
I used salsa as my salad dressing of choice.
I also enjoyed a juicy peach on the side.
Ooooh yum. I enjoyed this ten times more after downing my tea than I would have if I were cold. Eating a cold salad when you’re freezing is not appealing!
Question of the Afternoon
- What places do you think are often unreasonably hot or unreasonably cold?