Okay, I'm ready to be serious now.
My trip to Washington DC last week was the coldest I've ever been in my life. It was so cold, in fact, that when we were inside the conservatory of the US Botanic Garden and the ice on the roof cracked and slid down the glass, the sound made made me envision what it would be like if the glass and snow suddenly collapsed, trapping me underneath and ending my life. It meant I wouldn't have to go back out in the cold again. It sounded wonderful.
Yes, Sexy Nerd thinks I'm nuts.
On a more optimistic note, I knew we'd soon be back in sunny Albuquerque, where the winter has been mild and we've even had several days above 60 lately.
I think you know where I'm going with this...
The view from my bedroom window this morning.
Look how deep the snow on the wall is!
That is one cold Mini Cooper.
Pica and I are happy to have a Sexy Nerd who doesn't mind shoveling the snow.
He needed the exercise anyway.
The Weather Channel is all about salting the wound.