There is no heat like wood heat

I hate to be cold.  HATE.  I make it a point to use that word sparingly but in this case it is necessary. I love wood heat.
One of the things I took most for granted growing up was the fact that our house was heated with wood.  I learned that very quickly when I moved away from home and lived in apartments with (I shudder to say) baseboard heat.  This was the most insane type of heat.  The heaters were always under the windows.  If I was really desperate I would wrap myself in the curtains to get warm.  Lucky curtains.  If it is within my power I will always have wood heat in my house.  Always.