Sunday, February 14, 2016
living in the arctic....
-22 farenheit (-30c). That's what I woke up to this morning. And guess what? I couldn't wait to get out and see how cold it really was...
And if you're wondering, it was COLD. This is actual temperature, not wind chill. The snow crackled under my boots, and shoveling it was almost impossible, because it was, ha, frozen! It was hard to breathe too, and not just because of the lovely scarf over my face. My normally warm gloves weren't working, and it felt like my legs were just bare. I shoveled a path down the driveway and looked in the paperbox...no newspaper. Oh well. I took my glove off for a minute, to take a few pictures, and ouch. I had to go back in the house before my fingers fell off...they hurt.
Anyway, my dear husband gave me a nice Valentine's gift...a warm blanket for my comfy chair.
Emily came over yesterday with a crockpot full of pulled beef, for burritos. She cooked up some chicken breast, we sliced peppers and onions and she made salsa with fresh tomatoes. I chopped cilantro, and added some to the rice. It was a nice feast on a chilly night. Evelyn's chocolate cake was amazing, I ate only one crumb, using my super power of amazing resistance. We cleaned up the table, and sat back down to play some Bananagrams, which is like Scrabble.
Anyway...I'm thankful for a warm house, space heaters, and my new blanket.