Cold, cold, go away.
Don't ever come back unless you bring snow.
The low tonight is supposed to be 5. Single digits. It's insanely cold, at least for Northern Va. I am pleased there hasn't been any real precipitation just because well...some of the folks around here aren't so good with the driving...in the snow. It is so cold that dogs are wearing shoes and sweaters. Well, maybe not the St Bernard that I see to work every day.
On a positive note, I wasn't able to find anyone willing to freeze their butt off with me (because they are all so lame) and go to the Inaugural Concert at Lincoln Memorial on Sunday. Once in a lifetime opportunity, amazing musicians are performing, every possible awesome celebrity will be there, but hey, it's all good. But honestly, I am secretly saying thank you to everyone who said no. I very much appreciate that now.
A small request of the friends and family and whoever else frequents my blog that is fortunate enough to live in a warmer climate. There is no need to gloat (although I would love to hear from you for any other reason). I remember the warm winters of San Diego quite well. Oh, how I remember them. It's mind over matter right? So right now I will just tell myself that I am walking down dog beach in Del Mar, watching the surfers and dogs play in the water. It's about 65 degrees and just lovely. I can almost *if I squint hard enough* see the sunset.
See, you didn't need to remind me.