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My room abuts the kitchen. And since my curtain of a door doesn't provide much of a noise barrier, I'm in bed listening the whirl and grrr and rattle of the dishwasher. And I must say it's enormously comforting. As if I'm seven all over again, sandwiched between my parents, and rolling in their blanket of safety.  

Recession Special


Can't afford to go skiing?

Stand outside in the snow. Allow said snow to fall on hair. Then bring wet hair to mouth. Inhale deeply.  Next take out carmex lip balm and inhale again. If that doesn't put you right there on the mountain (care of the good 'ol olfactory's link with memories) then I don't know what to tell you.