The windchill is -5° (using the wind charts and the lying wind data as it's much windier up here, it's probably actually lower by a good 10°) and it is snowing. Alas, it's not snowing hard enough to really call it a good storm - yet. But, it has signs of becoming one.
It's not really a good blizzard until the house starts rumbling and visibility is measured in feet.
Winter is here, even if the calendar disagrees.
The devil mocks my every step
The snow drives back the foot that's slow
The dogs of doom are howling more
And the winds of Thor are blowing cold
It hasn't happened in a while, but the missus and I have spent whole days communicating to each other by using nothing other than song lyrics. I suspect you'd be really, really good at that.
For a while, one of my preferred sayings was, "If Mötley Crüe didn't say it, it don't need sayin'." (Drugs and alcohol were a factor and I think I got the umlauts right. I am not actually sure.)
LOL I love the cold. I even ventured outside, but limited myself to flat surfaces 'cause I was on crutches and not in my chair.
I might load myself into my chair later and go for wheel around! Later, I'll have someone walk with me, and I'll go climb into the truck and plow. School wasn't canceled so I will probably plow out a few places, just to ensure the kids can get off the bus safely.
(Yes, yes that is just me finding excuses to smash snow.)
How's by you this morning?