Cozy time

We are all about being cozy in my house. We refer to sweats, loungewear and pajamas as 'cozy pants'. We all have several pairs of cozy socks- the super soft, fluffy ones and more blankets than is probably necessary. Taking naps is called 'cozy time'. We are always trying to find new ways to be cozy. We recently bought the Snuggie, which is an awesome invention. You can be warm and cozy AND read a book at the same time. Seriously, check it out.



This time of year makes my house cozy town central. We won't see temperatures above freezing for more than a week and the snow just keeps on a fallin'.



See the 3 up there on Lake Erie? I live just to the right of that number in Cleveland but not close to the double digits the Buffalo, NY is currently enjoying.
We refer to ourselves as living on the North Coast, which seems appropriate. From work on a clear day, you can see the lake. It's responsible for a winter phenomenon called 'lake effect' in conjunction with snow. If you live in the aforementioned Buffalo, NY or Erie, PA, you are very intimate with lake effect snow and your city is probably very well prepared to deal with feet of snow.
We moved to Cleveland about 10 years ago. When we first came to the city looking for houses we didn't know anything about the city except that it was industrial and something about a river on fire. We moved during the decline of The Flats. After we moved, we started hearing comments from neighbors and people at work like, "did you get a snowblower?" Huh? Snowblower? what are you talking about? Not, "have you found good schools?" or, " have you been to the Circle yet?" but "did you get a snowblower?" When we said no, we got mixed responses- everything from the head shaking, I tried to warn you look to the pitying 'i'll get you the name of the guy who does our driveway' let's be helpful to the out of towners comment.

I'm from central Ohio. Except for a brief stay in CA and England, I grew up in the heart of Ohio. I'm used to snow and cold. I survived the blizzard of 1977 and still have the certificate from school to prove it. How bad could it be?