tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995221422178707387.post8164620172231304258..comments2023-11-09T18:47:48.051-05:00Comments on calicobebop: Out Of Pocketcalicobebophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00276066197431903215noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995221422178707387.post-8654666672361565062009-06-15T18:22:53.907-04:002009-06-15T18:22:53.907-04:00It's 90 degrees outside and I'm wrapped up...It's 90 degrees outside and I'm wrapped up in my Snuggie. I love being a bit chilly. When I'm hot, I'm one cranky bitch. My husband's car, though...that thing is ridiculous. It gets so cold in there you could hang meat.Samsmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11169303081015977579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995221422178707387.post-64967979265769385592009-06-15T17:19:01.442-04:002009-06-15T17:19:01.442-04:00i'm with bev, rather be cold that hot...i'm with bev, rather be cold that hot...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10327991964710241536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995221422178707387.post-20895850793112771252009-06-15T14:31:59.924-04:002009-06-15T14:31:59.924-04:00I would always choose cold over hot! With cold, y...I would always choose cold over hot! With cold, you can wear more clothes. Hot... ugh. Just, no.<br /><br />So funny you mentioned this expression. I just heard it yesterday for the first time in ages! I love it when that happens. It's like the universe giving you a little nod; everything's connected.... There I go, being all hippy-dippy on ya when I really should have just said, Bevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18275839554554036296noreply@blogger.com