Deep Freeze

I promise this is my last blog post where I talk about the weather, but I have to mention that the windchill outside is -1 degrees and my walk to work today was brutal. I've become quite a vision in wool as of late: wool gloves, wool hoodie, wool coat, wool socks, etc, however the one crux in my armor is my pants. They provide as much warmth as a pair of bikini bottoms. My legs are like little frozen meat sticks. While I at least get to escape the cold and sneak inside for eight hours, Mark is working in the elements in West Virginia. He's going to become a Mark popsicle.

So think warm thoughts. I refuse to believe the groundhog...Spring has to be just around the corner.