As it was 36 F this morning, I brought out my viking hat. This is a good time to share my post from last December. After being in the closet for 6 months, who knows what this hat will get up to this winter. Brace yourselves…
The first hint that our household was about to be turned upside-down was seeing this visage one night when I awoke. All had changed. The Viking Cometh.
What I didn’t realize at the time is that a hat had invaded my life and glommed onto me. There was something mystical yet annoying about this hat. It did odd things and in odd ways.
Like the time it went missing.
I searched and searched for the hat. I mean, seriously, who knows what a Viking hat on the loose might actually do? And then there it was. Sitting on top of our pink crystal light. Some mystical flashback to the Vikings sailing under the Aurora Borealis?
But the mystical tricks were just starting. Can you imagine? It tried…
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