What is it with men?
I get it.
Their temperatures run hot.
They seem to always be warm – a quality that has eluded me MY WHOLE LIFE.
It could be 50 degrees below zero and I swear, if I snuggle up to a man, HE WILL BE NICE AND TOASTY.
I don’t get it.
Why did the universe give men the innate ability to stay warm no matter how cold it is outside while simultaneously giving me an ass as cold as THE ICEBERG THAT SANK THE TITANIC?
You ladies know what I mean.
Do you have to put on socks before you go to bed because your feet get cold and you can’t fall asleep with cold feet?
Have you ever gone to bed wearing a beanie because you were SO FRIGGING COLD?
Then you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about.
I’m heading off to UnSCruz with a full length fur jacket which I plan to sleep in and The Swede is taking cut off shirts.
Plus – and I have been warned – he sleeps in THE NUDE!
Okay, that part I am THRILLED about.
Nothing like a naked Viking man to distract me from all the sleep I should be getting.
I wonder if he will mind that when I “BACK THAT THING UP” to him, it’s going to be the temperature of liquid nitrogen.
Thaw me baby!