Cold. Brrrrr.

B and I are heading to Florida next week, which is pretty amazeballs timing as Hong Kong's temperatures have plummeted to ice bucket levels this week.

Yesterday I had another work day playing tourist; pounding the outdoors pavement researching temples and churches, dressed in gloves, scarf, double tights - you name it - I was wearing it.

I wore the gloves so I could still use my trusty iPhone without fingers freezing into icicles; however, was horrified to discover that iPhones do not work with gloves. Is such a travesty possible? Yep. Kill the gloves; bring back the icicles.

Due to an extreme case of coldness we've also had to sleep with the dogs the last few nights, because B hates to see them suffer in any way (so do I, but he's more the bleeding heart).

Last night little Ted was still freezing in the middle of the night (even in our bed) and kept squashing into B, unable to get warm... B ended up putting him under the doona between our pillows and he went right to sleep. Spoiled much?

Stay warm friends,