I am up at five in the morning, and I have been up for about 30 minutes. I’m not sure what woke me and I don’t know why I didn’t snuggle in deeper, but I turned on the light and moseyed around and then looked at the news . . . and the weather. Of course, I already knew about the weather – even the vestibule was pretty d_____ cold, to use a meteorological term.
I glanced at the forecast for the weekend and although the high reaches 30 degrees, it quickly goes down to -2. I think I know why people inevitably talk about the weather, despite other newsy events – it just keeps whacking you up side the head.
I’m thinking about putting the pillow back up side my head . . .
I had originally planned on taking the kids to the zoo today. Changed my plans when I saw it was going to be blustery cold. Not frigid but when the heaviest coat the kids own is a sweatshirt 50 degrees with a 20mph wind is a killer. Zoo has to wait.