It's So Cold That...

I've just got to do a "You Know it's Cold When..." post. I love David Letterman's Top Ten lists about cold in NYC (which, compared to Wisconsin, is balmy) because, well, I understand them.

It is so cold that I drink hot tea at work in the morning, purely to revive my fingers from the drive there. The drive is ten minutes, heat blasting, thermal mittens included.

It is so cold that schools are canceled. Kids standing outside for fifteen minutes waiting for the bus? Not a chance--flesh starts to freeze after ten.

It is so cold that after five minutes outside, you can feel the insides of your nose and ear canals freezing. That strange feeling my friends, is one only a person living in the tundra knows.

It is so cold that yesterday I wore leggings, thermal socks, a hooded sweatshirt, and a down vest. All at once. All to an office job in a heated building. Just to be comfortable.

It is so cold that my living room patio door has frost on it...on the inside. That's with my heat on overnight.

Temperatures are supposed to rise this weekend, but I'll believe it when I see it...