01/22/2014 Not Again?!!?
So, it's brain-numbingly cold again. The kind of cold that freezes your nostrils shut, and makes your eyeballs scream at you for leaving only them uncovered, while the rest of your face enjoys the blissful warmth of entrapped breath. Having been born and raised in Wisconsin, I don't often whine about winter. I more often whine about heat and humidity in the summer. But this winter…it's starting to wear. Don't get me wrong, like Quinn, I love snow. I don't mind crisp nights when the snow crunches underfoot. But this lovely Polar Vortex thingie…it is one huge bucket of suck. (Ha! Got to use that in a Blog post, too. Awesome.) The dogs are going absolutely buggy. They can't be out for too long--though they'd stay out until they were frozen solid if I gave them the option. There's no working them in these temps, except to do chores, and then