As I write this, it's freezing outside. No, that's not quite right. We always saying “freezing” when in fact it’s much worse. It’s colder than freezing.
It’s colder than your freezer.
It makes you freeze. Literally.
I remember once hearing about a place called Siberia when I was a little girl. It seemed like the worst place on earth. So cold that you couldn't even go outside and play. As I write this, the wind is whistling like the sounds you hear in those movies where someone enters a cold, deserted town.
Except this town isn’t deserted. We’re trying to live here.
My friend from Florida called me yesterday and tried to sympathize, but it was going to be in the 50s by her. She started to tell me this polar vortex thingy is “all relative” but when I reminded her that she could go outside without dying, she had to agree.
It’s too cold in these parts!