I'm cold

I don't have a lot of philosophical mumbo-jumbo to write about today but thought I better get some thoughts down quick before I forget how to write.
I'm feeling cold right now. I'm sitting in the basement at the house I babysit at looking at lots of blogs that have really articulate authors and thinking...I'm cold, and "why won't the girls take a nap?" But that seems to be my life right now. I try to stimulate my intellect with pros of great thinkers and most of the time I wind up re-reading the exact same paragraph 3 or 4 times before I give up for the time-being. Then there's conversation. A whole 'nother work of art. I hardly have a conversation with anyone, all day long then expect miracles of myself when my roommate and husband come into the picture. Let's face it, my brain is composed of mush right now! I couldn't comprehend an intelligent adult-like conversation if it was forced down my throat like lima beans. YUCK!
I'm told the intellect will return along with the youthful size of my uterus upon delivery (or shortly after) so some moms warn me that there skills never did return until there kids were grown, because they had to re-develop with their kids. Basically that means I'm in for a lot of peek-a-boo and "na!" "NA!" for the next few years. But, oh well...I believe children are a blessing, I know mine has been so far. So I guess I can sacrifice a little of my SELF for the next while to pour into them.
In the end, though, I close with this. I'm still cold!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!