The garage door is broken (in the down position), the car is in the garage, and I'm supposed to photograph a wedding rehearsal this afternoon and a wedding on Tuesday.
Suellen still has to photocopy some of the leaflets for the Christmas service, and that gets done at the same church, which is a mile away from our house.
We could walk, but it's below zero right now, with what are euphemistically called wind chill "advisories" on the radio. ("It's freaking cold out!")
And there's a snowstorm due here tomorrow.
Other than that, everything's just fine.
There's something about extreme weather that can be really scary, if you think about it too much. I remember, back in the 1995 Chicago heat wave that killed 600+ people, how everybody (including myself) seemed to be just on the edge of going mad.
Extreme cold is scary in another way. A week ago I heard someone on the radio talk about living in a town north of Churchill, Manitoba (A above), where the local radio station gave the temperature not in degrees, but in "seconds until frostbite." In hot weather you go mad. In cold weather you have less time to think about it.
Update: The current (10:43 a.m.) temperature is zero, but the dewpoint is -8. Looks like we're not going to get any dew today. Whew!
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