What is wrong with this picture? Here I sit at my typewriter; it is almost the middle of December and it is 55 degrees at noon here at 8,250 feet elevation. I just came inside and it feels like a spring day outside.
I have one of my “ugly” Christmas sweaters on (I have never thought they were ugly!) and daughter Sherry just told me there was a shop near her in Phoenix that advertises and sells dozens of ugly sweater cookies, no less.
The ugly sweater shop also is doing well, she says, even in the warm and hot Arizona.