Today I am thankful to the person who invented/created socks. Yes, socks. My feet are ALWAYS cold- especially now that its Fall. If it weren't for socks, Jeff probably wouldn't let me share the bed with him because of the icicles I would be hiding under the sheets. He shrieks (like a girl) when I crawl back into bed after snuggling Caderyn and try to snuggle him and am not wearing socks. My initial instinct is to get my feet between his legs (if he's on his side) because they warm up faster that way. However, if he's on his back I usually throw one leg over his and bury that foot under a leg. If I'm not wearing socks, Jeff gets an chilly wake-up call.