I am being featured over at The Red Dress Club today (Feb. 2nd). Be sure to click over and read my interview. I tell you what animal my husband most resembles (snicker). In all seriousness, they are well worth the click. All my fiction writing has been inspired by these wonderful women and the writers that take part. This is an incredible site to grow your love of writing and have a lot of supporters offering feedback. So big thanks to them!
These are the steps at our house.
You see…..nothing has melted. Our lovely temperature high was 17. The low 10. Windchill somewhere around zero. Let me just assure you, I have NEVER been this cold in my LIFE. We don’t have a fence. So, when the dogs go out, I have to
make sure they don’t run away supervise them. I think I mentioned yesterday, they LOVE the snow/ice and go out often.
I can’t take it.
My fingers freeze within about five minutes (with gloves on). I am a wimp.
I’ll admit. The good folks of North Central Texas are weak. We are soft. Our blood is very thin. We break out the big coats when it hits 50 degrees. Seriously!
It is day three of ICE. It is not going anywhere tomorrow either.
WE ARE FREEZING!!
Ice, Ice baby – too cold, too cold.
On a happier note, Sydney and Jason spotted a beautiful cardinal out the window. I didn’t see it. I repeat: I didn’t see it! After much yelling and carrying on about WHERE this cardinal was and I still didn’t see it. The camera was snatched from my grasp by The Teen. In my SHOCK (yes it was the new one), she pointed and shot through the window to show me the cardinal. I finally SAW IT! Then I cropped the pic and added an edit. It sure is a welcome splash of color in this dreary land of ICE.
I am breaking out of this joint tomorrow. The walls are closing in. My mind is going flat and I am sick of TV. I can’t even do anything productive because I just sit and try to stay warm leaving me thoughtless. I admitted I’m weak!
Yes, every Packer and Steeler fan are entertained by our “little storm” in Texas. Shaking their heads and giving us a “there, there now”. We are pitiful. I know.
All schools are canceled tomorrow. The wrath of the Snowpocalypse and the great freeze of Superbowl town continues.