I stole the image from Facebook – someone forwarded the weather forecast for this weekend from the National Weather Service.
So, yeah. This is where I live. It is always cold. After I return from work today I do not plan to leave the house until after the long holiday. (Pray that my car will start in this cold weather please).
Because, just look. -35 degrees Fahrenheit is like -37 Celsius (I don’t know Celsius very well. Someone could post “yeah, it’s like 55 degrees Celsius today,” and I would wonder if that’s cold.)
It’s so friggen cold. I honestly have no idea how nature survives – large animals like white tail deer and small ones like squirrels somehow manage to keep themselves warm enough to not die in this kind of ridiculously cold weather. I have no idea how. My face, ears and nose all burn the second that kind of air hits my skin; I can’t imagine enduring this for hours, days or weeks on end.
So, if anyone has some good romantic suspense book recommendations, I am definitely open to a good read or two. Or, if anyone has a blog they’d like me to hit up, let me know. I should have a bit of spare time avoiding housework all weekend.