It’s currently -2 degrees outside, and I just saw one of our neighbors snapping skis into the rack on his car.
I guess I should think he’s hardcore, but I mostly just think he’s a moron.
Seriously?
Snowy Boulder reflections
If I was a poet, I’d spend some time describing the peace of this morning’s snowy run–the trees burdened with heavy powder, the quiet broken only by the pound of my footsteps …
But because I’m not, I feel like I should tell you about the wicked snot rockets I was able to launch, since the cold induced my nose to run just as hard as my feet were.
They were awesome.
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Cold woes, Part II
Fighting off the last vestiges of my cold. I keep channeling Lady Macbeth, exhorting, “Out, damned snot! Out I say!”
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Cold woes
Trying to breathe out of only one nostril freaking sucks.
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Valid reasons to eat (a lot of) icecream
1. I’m happy.
2. I’m sad.
3. It’s my birthday.
4. It’s someone else’s birthday.
5. It’s hot outside.
6. It’s cold outside, but the fire is so delightful.
7. I didn’t get my recommended daily allotment of calcium or dairy.
8. I needed more space in my freezer.
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Girl Scouts Don’t Like the Cold Either
So it’s been cold here in Boulder today. Really cold. Minnesota cold. High of -2 cold. Let’s close a bunch of schools, cold.
And one of my colleagues at the Daily Camera was aghast when he read that the Boulder branch of Girl Scouts of America had shut down due to freezing temps as well.
“You’d think if anybody could survive this weather, they could!”