-45 Windchill Can Really Cramp Your Social Life

I had a great day planned today. I was going to go to Wasabi, this yummy little sushi joint down the street from my house for a business lunch with a local woman who owns this really cool disabled clothing company. And then tonight, I was off to a rock show at my favorite tiny club in the city to see some sexy young Brit rockers take the stage (The Editors). But after looking online this morning that with the windchill factored in, it was going to feel like it was -45 degrees outside, I knew right then and there that I wasn't going to go anywhere.

I wasn't in the mood to freeze my ass off, you see. If I allowed myself to get uber-cold today and therefore crabby, I know for a fact that the sushi I would have had would've tasted mediocre, and that the rockers would have done nothing to enlighten me; and that's unfortunately what this kind of Arctic-type weather does. It just does me in and makes me a huge bitch. In my defense though, I do have a good excuse. The blood flow in my legs is super slow and takes on whatever temperature they're exposed to, much like a cold-blooded animal. And after the fact, it  still takes at least 3 HOURS (3 hours OMG!) to warm-up. And as any quad will tell you, it's a mighty painful wait....not worth it.

It's not fair. Just the other day it was a "balmy" 38 degrees out. I could actually go outside without cursing my ancestors for relocating here from Sweden. But Minnesota just happens to lie directly in the path of oncoming Canadian fronts. We have no choice but to take them on...absorbing the cold and in the course, these fronts ruin everyone's social lives.

Can I say once again how much Netflix does at least to harden the blow of this lonely time of year? If it wasn't for my 6-disc subscription, I would surely go mad.