You could call it cold. You could call it freezing. You could call it frigid. But none of those come close to describing how it is. In fact, the only phrase I can come up with to adequately describe our weather involves profanity, which mindless habit I am working hard to overcome. You'll have to use your imagination to come up with your own version.
At least the sun is shining. But it's broken!
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4 days ago
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:D Cozy legs anyone?
LOL! The sun is broken. That is the very best way to decribe it. Ugh, i wish it would warm up a little. I'm starting to get cabin fever....
Umm, -30 degrees here with windchill, and I have an inkling that you don't want to trade me! :) By weekend, it'll warm up to barely 30. I'll take it. I hate being cold. I'm grateful for heaters.
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