Twas a dark ‘n’ stormy winter’s night. Wind lashin’ at yer face. A chill sets in the bones long ‘fore home. The door shut ‘n’ me coat strewn on a chair, reachin’ for the cupboard o’er the coffee pot, pull down a mug ‘n’ fill ‘er with a healthy dram for some bloggin’.
This is a common scenario this time of year in the Phoenix metro area, with the exception of the storm, wind, chill and coat. Why it dipped down into upper-40s the other night. Brrr. It’s a good thing there is a bottle or two (or more) in the cupboard to warm up with (apart from snuggling with the wife, OF COURSE).
Aye, it be whisky nay whiskey night!