It's -7 here in Highland Park, with a windchill of -27. So I wussed out and drove again today.
Compared with what I grew up with in Wisconsin and when I lived in Mpls., -27 isn't that bad. Maybe I'm just old and cranky, but I didn't feel like dealing with it today.
I cannot imagine these negative twenty-something temperatures. Dang.
We don't have anything like Boston or Chicago, but I am so tired of being cold. And wind! Nasty, biting wind.
It's 60 in our office. My egg McMuffin and hot tea taste especially good right now.
Next on the menu: More tea!
My office has been in the 50s, and the space heater I have been running full blast to get it into the 60s is starting to smell funny.
So I just made a reservation at the beach, and now I feel better. Not warmer, but better.
Awful story this morning. A van from a dog day care was carjacked at gunpoint yesterday in my neighborhood. Seven dogs inside, being taken home at the end of the day. No sign of van or dogs yet.
It's -7 here in Highland Park, with a windchill of -27. So I wussed out and drove again today.
You have a strange definition of "wussing out."
Awful story this morning. A van from a dog day care was carjacked at gunpoint yesterday in my neighborhood. Seven dogs inside, being taken home at the end of the day. No sign of van or dogs yet.
Oh, poor dogs! I hope they're returned safely.
Poor dogs. Poor people worried about their dogs.