I Could Swear I Lived in Iowa

Waking up this morning I had the impression I was living in the Arctic Circle… or Alaska. The actual temperature this morning as we were going to my physical therapy appointment was -13 degrees. That doesn't tell the whole story. The wind chill made it something like -40. This is stupid. Remember me? I'm the one who likes winter. I'm the one who enjoys the snowfall and the crisp white frost on the trees. I enjoy cuddling in the house next to the firepace and a herd (gaggle? nest?) of snoozing, purring, cats. I'm the winter gal.

Enough.

Even I'm ready for a bit of a thaw now, 'kay?