Good God I had to go outside today! Early!!

What the world seemed like at 7:30 this morning.

Gees-O-Pete's was it miserable. Because of how awful it got yesterday I rescheduled an appointment for today. BIG mistake! -21 with windchill bringing the temp in at a mind-blowing -47.

A bunch of stuff happened, blah-blah-blah (too boring for even the blog!) bottom line was that I was actually outside for nearly 15 minutes. My brain went numb, tears brought about by the cold froze on my cheeks, I felt like I was breathing fire and wheezed for much of the remainder of the day....

I was struck by two very different thoughts. First, conditions such as these are considered "wonderful" by my dear ones, the dog mushers in Alaska. I decided rather quickly that they're insane. (I'm kidding...) Second, I was really set back on my heels as I was faced just how fragile I really am. (Reference the "wheezing") The worst of the 'thoughts' of my day was when it turned out that my going outside turned out to be for naught.

Cripes.

Have you ever heard the saying, "It was so cold it was a three dog night"? On the way back home I stopped at the store, because it was 'A quart of chocolate milk for cocoa day'!