Right after I set up the tripod and crawled back in to my chair, Mark made the observation that I was wearing a puffy while curled up in a puffy blanket and sitting in a puffy chair. (In the mountains, we lovingly refer to our down coats as puffy’s, for those that are wondering what the heck I’m talking about.) We laughed pretty hard, after all, it wasn’t that cold out. But oh how I love being warm. And being able to curl up in a puffy chair, with a puffy blanket, and a puffy coat is basically my own version of heaven on earth.