So today I wouldn't be a true Minnesotan
if I didn't say SOMETHING about the weather.
After all, the weather people have been blab blab blabbing about it all day.
International Falls, MN gets a chance to be a celebrity
about once a year, and I think we owe the people
who have the . . . whatever . . . to live there
the recognition they deserve.
A flat temperature of minus 46?!
My husband, for the record, is at a Boy Scout Winter Overnight (I thought something that dumb deserved a proper title, so I added caps). Even though I've had a feminist bent for virtually my entire life, this is yet another illustration of why I never felt I should fight to get girls admitted to the Boy Scouts.
During a phone chat the other day, Hannah told me it was in the 40's in Virginia (where she had just returned from a lovely outdoor run) and we immediately figured out that it was 50 degrees warmer where she was than where I was. And we're not even very good at math.
If it's minus 46, btw, and you want to heat your house to 70 degrees, your furnace just about needs to turn on its broiler element because it has to warm your house up by 116 degrees.
That's a lot of hot air.
And so is this, I know. Just couldn't let the day go by without marking it. It's Minnesota's celebrity day. Only no one criticizes what we wear, and there's no red carpet because if there were, it would be buried.