Yeah, I look like a dork. But I'm still warmer than you.

We're in the middle of a bone-numbing cold spell here in O-town. Between wind chill and the bus strike, it's making for some short tempers. Still, I try to find the silver lining in all of this. Today's amusement came from watching people walk the streets hatless, gloveless, and opened jacket flapping in the wind. Um, did you NOTICE IT'S COLD???

I know it’s not just the mom in me speaking, cuz even back in high school I couldn’t quite comprehend what was gained (other than acute pneumonia) from walking around half-naked in the middle of winter. I still feel that way. I could care less about my hair; it’s got so much gunk in it, it’s not going anywhere. As for looking like a complete knob in my snow pants, peering out from the tiny slit between my ice-crusted scarf and toque, so be it. I’ll still have all my appendages attached at the end of the day.