tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3704421515130295723.post5452759231763963017..comments2023-06-16T21:37:17.628+10:00Comments on House of Bogwitz: We're a bunch of Wusses'!Mrs Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10414229490828494058noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3704421515130295723.post-46091273719627877632009-06-18T00:13:46.943+10:002009-06-18T00:13:46.943+10:00I can relate to this a little bit. When my dad jo...I can relate to this a little bit. When my dad joined the Air Force, we lived in California. Our first station was Anchorage, AK - and we arrived during summer. When winter came, we were SHOCKED by the cold (to say the least) and I can remember mornings coming down for breakfast and the oven door hanging open after mom pulled our meal out - she was just letting the heat of the oven into the rest of the house!<br /><br />BRRR!!! <br /><br />I'll be honest, I'd rather be cool than hot. I'd rather have to layer on clothes than not. I am grateful for air conditioning - but this summer, we've set it several degrees higher than normal so we can save some $$$ too. =)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com