It's still cold, I still don't want to go back to work this week, and it's still only Tuesday.
To quote Tam: can't brain ... need coffee.
The sun has just peeked out from under the clouds; that's twice, today. For January, not a bad day.
A friend of mine, who shall remain nameless for reasons you'll see almost immediately, is suffering. And more than somewhat. He has a cabin in the Bush, with a nice outhouse out back. It was -24 when he last used it, over the weekend, and now he has an ice-burn with a pattern matching the outhouse seat.
Everything is covered in frost, and my wife & I have picked this day to resume our thrice-weekly visits to the gym. We were doing quite well, had both slimmed down considerably, and we worked hard to get into swimsuit shape for Hawaii. Once we got back here, schedules changed, we started doing a lot more running around (vehicle-wise, that is) in the evenings, and never made it back to the track.
Oh, well, gotta drag out the gym bag & dust off my walking shoes. Later.
5 comments:
Frost burn from an outhouse seat? We had a neighbor sit on a porcupine.
I remember my honeymoon up in the Adirondacks in November, the hunting cabin we stayed in had an outhouse out back, the seat had been covered with carpeting to prevent just the scenario you mention.
Note that was November of 1983, not last month. I didn't have a secret wedding recently.
One alternative - newspaper around the ring, and layered for effect. Or, if he's a hunter, a fur lining. Both versions could be kept indoors for drying, and carried out as needs be...
Or cardboard, or a suitably shaped cloth bag, stuffed with dry leaves...
At any right, now that he has the burn wounds, his priority needs to be avoiding infection.
OK, definitely a laugh out loud! Worst I've had to deal with was that the outhouse was situated on a hill in such a way that it managed to channel ferocious February winds right up through the hole.
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