
My asthma is exercise-induced and triggered by cold dry air, so my exhilarating, sometimes reckless bike runs through dark Chicago streets are punctuated with wracking coughs. But biking gives me that adrenaline rush I cannot live without, so I'm getting out as much as I can.

I moisturize all day long. Every night before bed I slather myself one last time in yummy-smelling lotion and slip into the softest jammies and bedsheets known to humankind. What can I say? I'm a tomboy but I'm still a girl. This time of year, I'm all about being touched by soft things. Give me a cashmere sweater and flannel sheets and I'll be your best friend forever.
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I did the lethal flannel sheets/flannel pajamas combination last night. A lesson that needs to be re-learned every autumn.
Indeed.
That is a very cute picture of you and your cat. Karma hasn't become a cuddling cat yet, but Violet and I remain hopeful.
Thanks, Timothy. Calpurnia is young enough that she's still usually very flighty, but here and there, when she wants some full-on love and nurturing, she will not be dissuaded.
I fear I have the same asthma thing happening - I have been in coughing fits for a month now. Yuck.
But furry kitties on the skin...this I can also relate to but in a good way. Who cares if their love is selfishly motivated? It's still love.
Yeah, this time of the year, it's pretty rough. I'm having a hard time convincing people I'm not going to infect them with horrible mutant germs when I cough in public.
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