Hot Stuff

My wife, the perpetually cold one, felt the heat today!

After a "grueling" workout, we went to Panera for a bagel. Lori was elated when we arrived that not only was the fireplace going, but there was an available table in front of it. Since we always order the same thing (I know that's a big surprise to many of you reading this, NOT!), and not wanting to risk losing the table, she exitedly informed me she was going to snag the table and promptly got out of line.

I placed our usual order and made my way back to the "prime" table location. I often wonder waht the people at my credit card company think when they see the same charge amount every weekend to the same restaurant. Anyway, when I got to the table I saw that Lori had opted to not even sit in a chair, but had pulled the table close to the fireplace so that she could sit on the ledge that surrounded it.

Not long after we had finished our bagels and were enjoying our coffee, Lori leaned forward and realized that she was stuck to the grid that was in front of the fireplace. Startled, she pulled herself off of it and pulled on her jacket to see if had burned. I helped look and sure enough, the hood of her "hoodie" been cooked. It had grill marks singed into it.

Now if this had been me it would have pushed me over the edge. But my wife is far more laid back then I. She said it didn't bother her. You pay good money in stores for clothes with holes in them, so whats a few scorch marks. It's fashion!

The price you pay to be warm.....not so much!