In 24 hours, we dropped 50 degrees! See our sad, leaning refrozen snowman? Driving home last night my thermometer said -12, but the wind chill made it to -45. Just to clarify to some of you who were confused by my last post, we actually DON'T live in Alaska, it just has been feeling like it lately. Not that I've even been there before, but I can't imagine worse that this. The last two years, by February, Dave and I have both been ready for a job transfer out of the midwest! But we love it here, how could you not. I'm going to reference my dear friend Natalie's hilarious "Why I love the midwest" post that I just wholeheartedly agree with. Thanks Natalie.
I was thinking today about the hottest I've ever felt (living in Phoenix). Isn't it amazing that my human body can withstand (barely) temperatures of extremes as cold as -45 windchills all the way to 118 degrees above zero! Is that an accomplishment, or does everyone experience those extremes at some point in their life? I've also lived through the heat and stickiness of Tokyo. The worst part about that one is all the stinky, non-deodorant users that you're jam-packed on the subways with. Eeew. At least at -9 degrees, your nostrils are frozen and the sense of smell doesn't contribute to your miserableness like humidity does.
Somehow life carried on today with school, preschool, etc. I took the picture of my car thermometer right before taking my kids out to watch Aubrie's preschool program this a.m. Isn't she a cutie? She was so excited she jumped up and down through the first several songs. It was fun.
