The Layered Look
I grew up where you lined your boots up outside the classroom in elementary school and somehow never came home with the same pair. Elementary schools had sleds as playground equipment. I could playoutside for hours in the snow. The worst part of winter and playing outside was always the bundling process, especially when you had a grandparent or parent who thought that anything not covered by at least two layers would fall off. And it would never fail, the moment the last snap was done and the scarf tied you suddenly and inexplicably had to go to the bathroom even if you just went 5 minutes prior.
So I know cold and I know bundling. These skills have come in handy in what I have come to think of as Survivor Woman, Bedroom of Death. We live in an older apartment building that is heated by a boiler system, and my bedroom is as far away from the boiler as you can possibly get. The vents in the living room are closed and it is still warm while my bedroom could serve as cold storage. I half expect one morning to wake up to a few Penguins from the local zoo just hanging out. So each night the challenge is to dress in enough layers to make it through the night without waking up violently shivering and aching from the cold. Layer one usually consists of something like thermal pants, a long sleeve t shirt, and socks. Layer two is then fleece pajama bottoms and a sweatshirt. Gloves are kept next to the bedside and a hat has been known to make its way into the ensemble. By the time I am done I look like the kid brother from A Christmas Story "I Can't Put My Arms Down". I am also not ashamed of busting out the footie pajamas and even wearing a layer under those.
Hopefully my bundling days will soon come to an end as I finally broke down and ordered an electric blanket. I used to have an electric mattress pad which was wonderful but it was broken in one of my moves, and they are more expensive than the blankets. I just hate spending money on something I will only use for a few months out of the year. Then again, hypothermia sucks.
January 22, 2012 at 9:46 PM
The way you write is hilarious. I am laughing despite the fact I know you are freezing to death. But I hope the blanket works for you!!
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