Flannel Blessings

This morning as I stretch out the time before I head to work (usually I'm gone at or before 7 but the weather is terrible!).  It is just frigid outside as the back edge of the storm moved through yesterday leaving behind snow, ice, and not-so-good road conditions.  As I rose out of bed this morning I was so very thankful for flannel sheets and flannel pajamas.  Texas is not supposed to be this cold. 

It's really not that I mind the cold.  And I love snow.  You'll see if you trek back through many of my travel pictures that I often take winter vacations.  I like to ski and I love wintery places.  However, this is Texas.  And I have to work, drive and stand out in the artic wind.  I have to trudge through the slush and sludge left over from the snow to do my daily work.  And I don't like it.  Snow is for having fun and making snowmen.  Snow is not for working.  I guess some of that is partly my fault for choosing a profession where you are never off - guaranteed to work some holidays, have to show up in bad weather, must sacrifice a nice warm middle of the night sleep when duty calls.  But geez.  Can veterinarians work at a bank or something???  Haha.

I am praying that being on-call this weekend will be kind to me.  I don't want to be driving around and get wrapped around a pole or get frostbite on my ears, or worse my rear.  That is not a happy thought.  Ah well, such is life.  Wishing you all happy snowflakes....