It’s not even technically winter here in Nashville, but it sure feels like it. I lost my toughness for cold weather. Savannah and San Diego spoiled me big time. Needless to say, I am struggling. I broke out my bean boots, puffy jacket, gloves and winter hat today just to drive 10 minutes to work and walk into my job. I do not care if I looked ridiculous, I was cold! I am still cold and it is going to be a long, very long winter for me. So in the words of Jimmy Buffett, “I gotta go where its warm!”
Now a list of warm songs by the master parrothead himself.
“The weather channel girl
with her perfect weather curl
is talking cold, cold, cold
You can’t get out of bed
you can’t remember what you’ve said
you’re feeling old, old, old”
My Lovely Lady
“Well, we’re sailing in those warm December breezes
Sendin’ picture post cards back to Tennessee.”
“Yeah, I got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
and some Texas (or Tennessee) hidden here in my heart.”
Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Atitudes
“And so many nights I just dream of the ocean.
God, I wish I was sailin’ again.”
“Down to the Banana Republics
Down to the tropical sun
Go the expatriated American
Hopin’ to find some fun”
“I know I should be leaving this climate.
I got a verse but can’t rhyme it.
I gotta go where it’s warm.”
My knees are seriously shivering.