Today is a good day. Today it's twenty-four degrees Fahrenheit outside. It feels like Hawaii, I'm sure of it.
The past few weeks have been so cold, I haven't quite known what to do with myself. Some people get grumpy when they're tired. I get grumpy when I'm tired AND when I'm cold. We were watching the weather on the news a few days ago, and the weather lady said (and I am not exaggerating), "It's pretty cold out there. Don't worry though, there are a few places in the US that are colder than us...like a few cities in Alaska." Alaska?! Yes, weather lady, of course it's colder in the arctic. Thank you for informing us.
Then came my favorite part--the seven-day forecast. You know what I'm talking about. Seven little rectangles pop up on the screen from left to right, usually with some little graphic on the top and the expected high and low for that day on the bottom. As the last few rectangles popped up, the word warmer spread across them in lovely orange and red letters. My little heart skipped a beat. Warmer. Then I looked more closely. Apparently warmer means it's going to be in the low twenties.
I guess, though, 24 is quite warmer than the -15 (yes, that's a negative sign in front of that integer!) we experienced yesterday morning.
Brett kept telling me, "You're going to be able to feel a difference when we get back into the twenties." To which I usually responded, "Don't be ridiculous; I'll never think that's warm."
Oh, South Dakota, what have you done to my perception of reality?
Apparently I'm not the only one though. I've already seen students walking around campus with only a fleece on for warmth. At least I'm not that crazy.