I laughed about the breaking eggs in coat pockets the other day (and embarrassingly I can't remember who posted the brilliant photos of the event.) I was going to add my own, but my crap camera wont work now that I took it out in the cold. Anyway, I came back from the chickens with a pocket full of broken eggs. Ruined my ski coat. No snow boarding for me this week.
I've also reneged on my "no oil this heating season" pledge. It is supposed to get down to - 11 tonight with sustained winds of 15 miles an hour. In other words "frigging cold!" Since half the house is tarped off and torn down to the studs from our last frozen pipe, I have opted to put 20 gallons of oil in the tank and run the furnace at night. That will let me sleep better and probably save the house and my marriage.
Nothing else to confess. Just a public THANK YOU to Nancy of Soliloquy for the consultant recommendation. I'm honored that you think I have something to offer.