Cold Cold Cold....

oh and did I say cold??
I am so ready for spring to come once again to the city of sparkles.  I simply cannot get warm even with flannel sheets, two quilts, an electric matress pad and my snuggly Gamecock flannel pjs.  This is pathetic, but I am a southern girl through and through and I don't do well with this sort of thing.  The fact that I drove Blanche around for a few winters with no heat is completely astonishing to me with my new found cold blooded issues.
In other news, my circle of companions seem to have all atracted the Norovirus.  Cynthia and Harriett have come down with it and although they both seem to now be somewhat on the mend, I do not enjoy hearing Paul Edge tell me that Cynthia cannot come to the phone because she is busy being treated in the ER.  This stuff is seriously nasty and for once I am grateful for the fact that I deal with everyone's filthy money everyday and have an icredible immune system because if it.
Due to Cynthia's illness, we still have not decorated the bowling pin riding around in my back seat.  At work we are raising money for Junior Acheivement of Spartanburg through a bowl-a-thon, and therefore were given a bowling pin to decorate.  As we also have the March of Dimes and Relay for Life fundraisers coming up I want to do it on a theme that will work for all of our money raising endeavors.  If Cynthia will get better then we will make an amazing bowling pin...but for now a very beaten and battered pin is rolling around in my already overcrowded back seat full of crap.
That's about it for the news around here!