Does anybody else have this wretched condition? My hands and feet are always freezing cold and no matter how many layers I throw on, nothing warms them faster than planting them right on A.'s warm skin. I don't understand how the man generates so much heat or how he maintains it in these freezing temps, but it's why I love sleeping next to him so much. He'll yelp and forbid me to touch him, but eventually my hands will force their way under his shirt and right onto his belly until I've stolen enough heat to sleep comfortably through the night. And in the morning, my tiny blocks of ice find their way back there again. I know I should feel sorry for the guy, but it's so hard to do when all I can think when I'm torturing him is, "Mmm...toasty..."