I love the cold. I was raised mostly in the Northern states and had a great love and appreciation for those Northern winters. I complain all summer long (May-Oct. in Eastern NC), and get so excited when we finally reach freezing temps in the late fall. I love my sweaters, fleece, flannel sheets, hot coffee and tea, and all the comfort foods of winter. I actually get disappointed when spring arrives and that humid warmth of the spring/summertime is here to stay. I have short, fine hair that does not tolerate the humidity and very oily skin that shines all the time. Winter suits me just fine. I don't even complain about the small eczema patches that form on my arms, because I truly LOVE winter.However, I went walking this afternoon and thought my mouth and nose had gone numb. I couldn't feel my thighs. My hands were freezing under gloves and under my coat. The air actually stung my eyes beneath my sun-glasses!! Now that is cold. It was a cool 23 degrees when I took this walk at 12 noon. I am interested to see how we will bear this "36 hours of straight sub-freezing temperatures". With our heat pumping all night long set at 70 (for Gabe's sake) and snuggled under flannel sheets and a quilt, I remember actually being cold last night. I guess the next few nights will be an adventure.
I still LOVE the cold, but when it is so cold that you can't even go outside, that is where I draw the line.
