January 23, 2013
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Snuggled in
It is -19 F here- or as we fondly like to say, 19 below zero. The winter sun has topped the ridge and is slanting into the living room touching the green couch, kissing the loveseat. The woodstove crackles in the corner, turning the sunshine trapped in the logs into winter warmth. The Holstein cats languidly drape themselves on their furniture, a piece for each. Nearby, LoraBoraLabraDora has snuggled in for her morning nap, made more necessary from the energy expended when she has gone out in the freezing cold.
I am glad I don't have to go outside to do my business. Thankful for indoor plumbing.
I am going to have a quiet day today. I stayed at work until a quarter to seven last night, taking care of a denial of an MRI from an insurance company that came late in the day. The doctor will have to call the reviewing company's doctor for a Peer to Peer Review. The review that I did didn't fit cozily into the prescribed form for an MRI of the knee, and so the test was denied. I knew while I was giving the information that the reviewer could not abandon the script written for her by the insurance company, but nothing I said could shake her from the script, or cause her to consider why this aberration from what the insurance company usually expected needed to be considered. So now my doc needs to take time out of seeing patients-about twenty-four scheduled today-to speak with the insurance company about the mass that is living in the patient's knee. What a waste.
No more thoughts of that now. Perhaps I'll go out in the winter sunshine when it is a little warmer-say, zero! But for today I am snuggled in and enjoying the peace in my household.
Blessings abound
Comments (2)
I loved your description quite romantic of the charms of a comfy inside in winter . But all must be frozen out there : what about the rivers, the ponds ?
The US insurance system seems to me rather special . It is much simpler in France but with the crisis I wonder if this will last ?
Thanks for your comment about the mechanization of the agriculure and the needed increasing size of the exploitations. But It sure there are risks . I remember during the war II we were hungry . Fortunately there were small farms where the farmers made their butter !! and all of the products ( but most part was picked by the Germans that occupied the coutry)
Love
michel
What a great description. And we thought we had it bad with -3!
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