Talking about cold! Right now its 16 degrees outside, feels like 4.
I tried to let the dog out, and he looked at me with "I don't think so!" written all over his face.
Perhaps my blood has been thinned by 100 degree days with 100% humidity. Maybe I was born this way. Whatever it is, I DO NOT function well if the temperature hovers around or drops below sixty.
Hello, Weather Systems! Listen up, Arctic Cold Front. This is ALABAMA, the Heart of Dixie, and it is not supposed to be this cold here.
Probably, those of you above 35 degrees North latitude think we're spoiled, pampered, intolerant of chill. Right on every count, thank you very much. It may be a weakness, but that's just the way we are, and we love it.
I'm trying to travel to August in my mind, where stepping out on the deck is akin to being in a sauna with a wet, wool coat on. Where the birds have to fly in shade, and anything left in the car melts.
Yeah. Sounds good.
The men were amazed and aked, "What kind of man is this? Even the winds and the waves obey him! Matthew 8:27