Global Warming Sucks
Day 7 of the sub zero, record low temperatures of the January '09 arctic blast: As I walked out into the bone chilling, antarctic weather yesterday morning and took a deep breath, the snot in my nose froze. My digital thermometer in the car told me it was -3. That there's snot freezing weather, -3, and it makes your eyes water too.
Today I went out for more provisions. Canned goods, toilet paper and milk, oh and more stuff for the husband to drop on his weekend sweatshirt. The poor guy is obsessed with keeping the fire going in the fireplace. Although we just bought a load of firewood, he's burning everything, cereal boxes, newspaper ads, junk mail and his old smelly socks, he'll have to be watched closely. As I fear cabin fever may be getting the best of him. Boy #3 rarely emerges from his bedroom anymore. The sight of a snow shovel and a dog leash make him break out into a cold, panicking sweat. It's a good thing he's so young, he may come out of this unscathed. The dogs lead that is frozen into the ground, snapped off it's anchor this morning and she was brought home by a neighbor. We cut her some slack on leaving the yard, she's the only one in the house that has to pee in the snow, we are in awe of her.
Perhaps the most unfortunate incident that's happened during the "big freeze" so far is the fact that I lost an earring, one of my favorites. It must have snagged on the scarf I had wrapped around my neck, head and face about 5 times. I'm hoping to find it when everything thaws out by about June. Damn global warming.
Today I went out for more provisions. Canned goods, toilet paper and milk, oh and more stuff for the husband to drop on his weekend sweatshirt. The poor guy is obsessed with keeping the fire going in the fireplace. Although we just bought a load of firewood, he's burning everything, cereal boxes, newspaper ads, junk mail and his old smelly socks, he'll have to be watched closely. As I fear cabin fever may be getting the best of him. Boy #3 rarely emerges from his bedroom anymore. The sight of a snow shovel and a dog leash make him break out into a cold, panicking sweat. It's a good thing he's so young, he may come out of this unscathed. The dogs lead that is frozen into the ground, snapped off it's anchor this morning and she was brought home by a neighbor. We cut her some slack on leaving the yard, she's the only one in the house that has to pee in the snow, we are in awe of her.
Perhaps the most unfortunate incident that's happened during the "big freeze" so far is the fact that I lost an earring, one of my favorites. It must have snagged on the scarf I had wrapped around my neck, head and face about 5 times. I'm hoping to find it when everything thaws out by about June. Damn global warming.
