Every once in awhile, we'll get a winter cold snap that will make the frog ponds and creek freeze over. When I was a kid, we loved it when that happened. It didn't happen every year, or even every other year, but just sometimes we'd get lucky. That's what we called it: "Lucky." We'd don several layers of clothing and go play some rudimentary kind of hockey on the ice. It was cool. Literally.
The freezing weather is back. Absolutely freezing here. Not as cold as other places, but still. Fuhreezing.
I've kind of lost my enthusiasm for cold weather. Fortunately, Jason is a super trooper and has taken the girls outside to walk on the frozen ponds to get a nice winter experience. I had that winter experience as a kid, and all that lucky sub-freezing weather is pretty much tiding me over...for the rest of my life.
No matter how much I bundle myself up, I'm cold cold cold. Today I even had the unfortunate luck of having to park at the gym parking lot (Corban alumni will know what that means) and had to hike down to my classroom way, way down the hill. I might have had mild hypothermia by the time I got to my classroom.
And now tomorrow I'm headed up to Mt. Hood to subject myself to even colder temperatures.
When I sufficiently thaw, I'll post pictures.
Happy weekend to you all. Hope you're staying warm!