It's A Cold Cold World: Bomb Cyclones and Other Randomness
It's cold . It's fucking freezing. For the last week or so, life below zero has become the new normal for most New Englanders. In case you forgot, I am not a New Englander. I am a Southerner living in New England as best I can. Between trudging through snow that is only pretty before 7 am, prior to the dogs decorating in with various shades of gold and brown, and a car that hasn't been clean in months, I am losing my cool. Yes, you can completely lose your cool in the cold. Yesterday, it was -8 and snowing when I foolishly took the dogs out. We didn't make it far, and I had to break up the walk because I felt my right thumb succumbing to the beginnings of frostbite. Seriously. It still hurts. The heating in my apartment is running full blast but is no match for the icy reign of this hellacious winter. I am constantly cold. By the way this is a picture of me screaming, but its so cold that the sound waves freeze mid-air, and no one hears me. Cold has made me its bitch...