Okay. This is getting really nasty.
I don't know what it's like where you live, but here in Marquette we're suffering from a VERY frigid cold snap that's affecting the upper Midwest ("Snotsicle" weather, as Laura and I dubbed it on the air while chatting). Yesterday's high was 109,000 below zero (or maybe 2 above; I forget which was the real one) and while it should be getting closer to normal in a day or two this first plunging of temperatures for the year has everyone bundling up, posting screenshots of their car thermometers, and generally forgetting that we live in an area where it CAN get that cold.
Even if it hasn't the past few winters.
I think my standard for cold snaps still has to be eight years ago. Some of you may remember January of 2014, where it actually didn't get above zero for a span of 10 or so days; a time during which our station antenna system decided to blow itself up and left us broadcasting at a very low power for the next six months. That was also a time when I was running things all by myself here (back then, related to people leaving for new jobs and their replacements not yet arriving), so in a way these past few days have been nothing more than a PTSD-filled flashback to that fateful month.
But we'll get by.
One of the ways in which I deal with horrid winter stretches like this is to flash back to their opposites. After all, what are cold weather snaps in January? They're the same as hot weather snaps in July, just separated by six months and 70 or 80 degrees. So with that in mind, let me show you what I mean.
Don't think of the cold, this of a scene like this--
Don't think of clouds...think of sun--
Don't think of the fact that it's 109,000 below...just think of happier times--
And, above all, don't look out the window and don't go outside. Just keep staring at the pictures and remind yourself--
Only six more months. Only six more months...
8-)
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