Brrrr!

It is incredibly cold here. I think my clematis made it through the night. It's supposed to freeze tonite again, too. I'm sick and I've lost my voice. Fred, the number 1 silent son, is here today. So resting my voice today won't be an issue. He isn't what I'd call a brilliant conversationalist. I got up to drop him off at class. I have a project to finish (start) for class. Then I will be done until fall. I'm going to attempt to hook the laptop up in our boudoir and write the paper between naps.