Last night, Chicago's temperatures bottomed out at thirtysomething degrees. And guess who had the bedroom windows open and the fan going? Yes, me, the human penguin. MMmmm...just the way I like it. Nothing like a freezing cold room, a nice heavy blanket, and two warm little kitties curled up against my legs in the middle of the night. I've haven't met anyone yet who enjoys a cold night as much as I do.