dlb and I are spending Thanksgiving with his family in Idaho. the low tomorrow night is 5 degrees and the low Thursday is 7. I can be quite honest when I say that, my cheeks have never felt 5 degrees. EVER. I don’t think my cheeks have felt 10.
let me stress this fact: I’m a Florida girl… born and raised. I lived in Florida for 25 years, 7 months, and 26 days. that’s 9,355 days in the warm Florida sun. I have been in Oregon since August and I’m quite proud of how I’m acclimating to the weather. but it’s no where near 5 degrees here.
people say that once the air hits a certain temp, it all just feels the same. that there’s really no difference between 15 and 5 degrees. heeellllloooo?!?! who cares if they feel the same, I’m not prepared for less than 40 degree weather. my modest Florida girl attire is not quite set for Portland weather in November, no less Idaho weather when it reaches below freezing.
so. now that I’ve vented about the upcoming cold blast I’m about to experience… I think I’m ready for some warm clothes. thermal shirts, fuzzy sweaters, and woolen coats. looks like I’ll be needing those socks sooner than I thought, Jess!
oh yea. and these boots, please.