Friday, January 7
Overheard in the car
It was four below zero this morning when I scraped a heavy layer of frost off the windshield, and when we got the car started and moving I noticed my son was not wearing a coat.
Me: Where's your coat?
Son (reaching into the backseat): Right here.
Me: It's colder than heck. Or Pluto, I guess is colder. Heck, or hell wouldn't be this cold.
Son (without missing a beat): It would be now that the Red Sox have won the World Series.
