We spent yesterday driving up to Vermont to ski for the week. At home, the thermometer in the van said 16. It dropped, degree by degree, to a beautiful low of -6. It may have blinked lower when we weren't looking.
This morning we dressed in a suitcase full of clothes and headed out to ski. In case you're interested, that included 3 pairs of long underwear/pants and 6 tops, wool sweater, underarmour and a fleece included. Before the ski pants and jacket. I was feeling like a marshmallow.
The first time we checked the thermometer it was -20.
It got up to -2. Whew, that was a relief. It was almost balmy!
So tonight we're having chili. Ahhhh... I think I can feel my toes again.