I try to be optimistic, generally speaking. But when it’s a sunny day, and I glance at our outdoor thermometer… it reads this:
…(in the middle of January) …(in IOWA)
You may have been distracted by my rotting brown frozen flowers that adorn our outdoor thermometer, so if you missed it, it reads 84 DEGREES.
Just because the sun is shining brightly and, like me, you’re desperately wishing for melting snow and tulip buds (probably to get away from the shriveled nasties you’re enduring from last summer), it is no excuse for you to blatantly tell me something that is so far from the truth. Because in fact, it is 9 DEGREES outside right now. With a windchill of NEGATIVE 2. Amen.