Then you look at the temperature and think eh…45 isn’t that bad. We’ll survive. That will be the moment the wind whips up and sleet starts hitting you in the face.
Then you look at the temperature and think eh…45 isn’t that bad. We’ll survive. That will be the moment the wind whips up and sleet starts hitting you in the face.
I changed the title to cold snap so you can take down the gate, grandpa. And just for the record, 45° is cold when you are dressed as a princess wearing tights or Spider-Man in a thin suit from Target.
I suppose I shouldn’t be so critical. To me 80 is hot.