My Comfy-Cozy

QUESTION: What do you do when inclement weather forces the cancellation of a job interview?

ANSWER: Ya get ya'self nice 'n' comfy-cozy.

QUESTION: What in the world is comfy-cozy?


This is comfy-cozy, so sayeth the mouth and nose.






This is comfy-cozy to the skin that's wrapped in the softness of a new robe, and to the nose that unlocks memories of fringed foil hats, donkey tails and the lop-sided cupcakes of childhood birthday parties.






Can YOU curl up with three books and a set of CDs simultaneously? Comfy-cozy for the mind, the ear (the music of Pat Conroy's prose), the belly (when David Sedaris hauls up reluctant cackles from the gut).





Blessed are the hands that have permission to travel, round trip, nose to tail, and then back again.





Eyes and heart feel comfy-coziness -- watching and feeling a cat's sleeping contentedness.




















And now, in the immortal words of Paul Harvey, "G-DAY!"