Because our Thermostat Reads 59

We like to play a little game with the weather in the fall. If we can last until November 1st without firing up our boiler, then we win. If we can't, we lose. The last couple of days have tested our fortitude, especially since we woke up this morning to a thermostat that read 59 degrees F. Instead of turning on our heat, though, we just threw on some sweatshirts and decided that it was the perfect day to dig into our new wood pile.

You can debate among yourselves about whether that counts as cheating in the little game we play, but I say it doesn't. And I make up the rules.