Temp right now is 1 below. The winds are high and I don't even want to KNOW what the windchill is. This is getting so old and painful. I'm overeating in a vain attempt to feel warm. Made a wicked lasagna with pepperjack cheese instead of mozzerella.
Some good notes: Our old van, Mabel, still somehow starts no matter the frigid weather. The heat is still on. The tea kettle works. Our roads are clear.
My family from Iowa was visiting over the weekend. On Sunday their area was hit with yet more snow, gleefully blowing horizontally, and a lot of freezing rain. We celebrated with a bottle of Plungerhead red. Seemed like the right thing to do.
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I'm so glad you're whining about the cold on your blog so I don't have to. I'm tiring of this too.
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