Saturday, December 20, 2008
Shaking in my Boots
Just so you'll all feel collectively sorry for me: I have to go grocery shopping today. And last minute gift shopping. And I have to go to the hairdresser. But that's not the bad part. The worst part is as it sits right now it is -33*C with a windchill making it feel like it's -44*C. Let me translate that for my stateside friends. -27*F with a windchill making it -47*F.
Now if someone would have taken the time to sit me down at the beginning of December when it was unseasonably downright balmy and told me to get off my duff and get the Christmas stuff done because the ye olde Big Chill was coming, I would have mightily appreciated it. I may even have listened and done something. But now, I'm about to head out the door. And I'm shaking in my boots. Not out of fear, but because I'm freezing and I'm not even outside yet. If you don't hear from me by Tuesday, please send a search party. I'll probably be frozen to the pavement in the SuperStore parking lot, turkey and brie cheese in my hand.