It’s been bitterly cold here the last couple of days. The temperature yesterday morning when I got up was zero. ZERO!! Today’s a little better. I think the high was around freezing. The big news of the weekend is that it might hit 40 or 50 degrees on Monday. Is it any wonder that everybody is sick?
Believe it or not, the goofy dogs are enjoying the cold weather. They’ve been running in and out all day. Especially Blacky. Even though the cold isn’t good for his arthritis, he’ll still go outside and sit on the deck just to watch the world go by. I could understand it if there were some snow on the ground, but it’s been too cold to snow.
Even though it sounds like I’m complaining (yes, I am), I have to be grateful that it’s not as bad as it could be. As a matter of fact, thirty years ago we were experiencing The Great Blizzard of 1978. We had 11 inches of snow, wind chill temperatures of 60 below, and the state was basically shut down for two days. I was 14 and a freshman in high school. If I remember right, we were out of school for over a week. We had to make it up over the summer, but it was pretty cool being home for an extra winter vacation. Mom didn’t care for it much, but we enjoyed it. I’ve been reading the local paper and taking a look at some of the pictures of the storm. I remember the radio stations asking for anyone with a 4 wheel drive to help bring police officers, nurses and doctors to work. The National Guard was called out to help clean up the snow after the state was declared a disaster area.
I have to admit, though, that if it’s going to be this cold we should have a little bit of snow to go along with it. Just a little bit. Not a blizzard – just enough to cover up the grass.