brr.

Our furnace is broken.

Who wants to hear that in the dead of winter?  In Wisconsin?  With six-degree nights?  Not me!

But nonetheless, one space heater, one heated blanket, twelve hours, and extra layers later, here I sit, binging on Prison Break (better six years late than never, am I right?) waiting for the guy to come and save our frozen fingers and toes.

Hope you’re all staying warmer than I am! Ha. Happy Friday!

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