It is so cold.
How cold is it?
It is so cold that Bailey has taught herself how to crawl under the covers on our bed.
It is so cold that Bailey has learned that warm air comes from the blower on the fireplace and stands there to keep warm.
It is so cold that when Bailey got slimed at the dog park, it was frozen before I could wipe it off.
It is so cold that the 3 of us sleep in a heap cuddled close, both my husband and I in hooded sweatshirts, under a sheet, 2 blankets, and a comforter.
It is so cold that my husband is starting to feel guilty about not having the furnace repaired before January...
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