The Cold of Snow & The BRRR

We lived in Rome, NY when the big blizzard hit in 1966. There was so much snow the drifts were as high as our second story windows. My brother and I were young enough to think that amount of snow was the greatest thing since sliced bread. Once the snow finally stopped falling the two of us went outside to see what kind of damage we could accomplish in the drifts. Tunneling was the order of the day ... BUT, it was all I needed to convince me I'd had enough of the cold temperatures.

Living in Virginia, there was less snow in the winter, but when it snowed it would stay on the ground for weeks at an time and could accumulate to a couple of feet. I hated it -- and when I got an opportunity to move, I did.

Texas is cold in the winter and last winter over the Christmas holiday we had a huge snow and ice storm. For me, my intolerance has more to do with the radiation and chemotherapy then anything else at this point. Once I get cold, it gets into my bones and I just don't get warm.

So, even though the springs and summers in Texas are temperate -- the winters are intolerable and I just cannot do them anymore.

Did you see the picture of my puppy standing in the snow? That was just a couple of years ago - and it really doesn't get any better. Being cold -- is there any thing worse?

Of course there really is, and I know there are much worse situations, but, for me, being cold and not being able to get warm is very bad.

So, throw me a quilt and put another log on the fire cause this gal ain't going outside until spring!