I'm not one to whine (much) but I just read this and must say it to see if anyone else thinks it is as absurd as I do:
Right now, outside my door, it is -47 degrees with the windchill : a mere -33 without.
That is Centigrade people.
MINUS 47.
I am inside with my beer, which seems particularly balmy at a mere 4 degrees centigrade. I went home from work in full winter kit and had tingly toes and fingers by the time I got in the door...that's from a brisk 8 minute walk where only my eyeballs peeked out. I'm a wuss. I dress warm. There is an actual windchill warning. When they do that here it's for real. I can attest to the wind being absurdly biting today.
Ans so I will say this: Awhaaah??
No WAY am I going out until I have to tomorrow.
I'm rapidly moving from the "hooray it is snowy" phase to the "whoops my fingers just froze and chipped off" phase of winter.
Boourns.
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My gloves have wandered off. Horray!
Yarrgh. It says here 2 degrees... you should come here and get warm. :-)
I hate the "oops, my fingers just chipped off" phase.....
I keep telling myself it's got to warm up sometime. Maybe not until March, but it will. It will....
You're speaking fahrenheit, surely? Only utter unfamiliarity can make those numbers seem less freakish to me.
(Word verification: 'prousty')
Still, the farmers do need more snow. Less -25 and more snow.
More snow. I could handle that.
It's about this time of winter I can't stand the cold much longer...
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