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Unique Perils of the Cold

There are some things that you just don't have to deal with in the south. Wintertime brings such unique challenges to the cold parts of the country, weird stuff that you just wouldn't think about unless you experienced it.

Did you know that you can actually have a snow day with no snow? Today is a perfect example. Wind chills of -22 made it impossible to have students waiting at the bus stop so even though no snow was falling, school was canceled. Yeah for mom to keep two kids occupied all day when it's too cold to go sledding!

And don't even try to take a sip from that water bottle you left in the car. The contents are now a frozen block of ice. Ditto for the extra tube of lip gloss and hand lotion that you keep in there as well. You definitely do not want to forget to bring in ALL the groceries. No leaving the soda to have hubby carry in later unless you want bottles and cans bursting all over the inside of your vehicle.

It's true what they say about cell phones too. The one that you left plugged in to the car charger proved that the LCD actually does freeze solid, ruining the phone.

You'll also notice that the engine makes a very weird noise when you start the car, convincing you that it seriously is necessary for you to warm it up for a few minutes (and reminding you that you should have asked for an automatic car start for Christmas).

It makes one really look forward to next week when we'll be going without jackets when it's 30 degrees.

Comments

Mary Ellen said…
I'm tellin' ya, there is no better time than right now to visit some favorite relatives in S.Florida!! Cone on down & bring 'ole whozit & the kiddos with ya!

Oh yeah, and the groundhog? He should be fired!
Mary Ellen said…
Let's make that "COME on down" not "cone on down." "-)
Unknown said…
Wow! Although it gets cold here in north TX, thank goodness we don't have that to deal with. No wonder you love summer so much.
Truckin Teeds said…
Boy! Sure makes me glad we're in AR today! Thanks for the warning, we'll try to avoid NY for a while longer! :)

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