Burrr

Some days I'm thankful that Chicago is such a fun city to live in. Today is one of those days.

We left our home about 7:00pm to walk a mile and study at Argo Tea. The trek was uneventful. It was alittle chilly but the 31 degrees was pretty nice.

While we were there, weird things began happening... The condensation from the window began to freeze once it settled on the window ledge. The wind kept pulling the front door open only to cool down the store with the 28 mph winds.

After a couple hours, the door was frozen shut. Customers had to wait, freezing and wet, 3-4 minutes to get inside the store while the baristas tried to push the door open for them. It was actually frozen shut.

About 10:00pm Mike and I decided to brace the coldness. It has only been a few hours so I didn't expect it to be as cold as it was. The wind was so hard that you couldn't look up while walking--and of course, since it's Chicago, turning to walk a different direction meant nothing. The wind was still against you.

We made it home with icy eyelashes and an icy mustache (on Mike), my shoes had kicked up snow onto my legs so my socks were frozen and my legs were so cold they looked like they were sunburned.

I don't always think about the wind chill but with the temp being 6 degrees, wind at 30 mph, it feeling like -17 can really get you. I think that I need thermal pants... and a mask that covers my whole face with little holes for the eyes.