Baby, it's cold outside...

Wherease that has, unfortunately, prevented my car battery from starting my car, it most certainly has not stopped this little adventurer from riding her bike in the house...

Frankly, nothing's gonna stop her from riding her bike(s). She loves her bike(s) so much that each and every night at dinner she recites the same prayer...

"Jesus, ride my bike. Amen."

Yeah. I have no idea either.

Because it's cold outside, she scoots around on her "indoor" bike. I had to designate one of them an indoor bike after repeadedly losing battles where she would drag in any number of outdoor bikes that she was in the mood to ride. Now it's only the giraffe that scuffs up my wood floors.

But better that than scuffed floors and dirty carpet.

Yeah, it's cold all right...

But we don't even have to leave the house for food!

"May I take your order, please?"

Mmmm... fresh, hot pizza...

Straight outta the oven...

Yes. I said, 'oven." What else does that look like to you?

This is not your "average" restaurant, folks. No, sir. It even offers complimentary entertainment. While I ate, I enjoyed the "boy on bouncing ball" act.

First rate. Let me tell ya.

When you live up here, folks, you've gotta be creative. Or I'm not sure... maybe it was, you've gotta be 'crazy." Yeah- that's it. You've gotta be crazy to live where I live, because..

baby it's COLD outside!