"I can't feel my toes. Or my nose. I can't feel my toes or my nose."

It's cold.

About 2 weeks ago, Winter finally got its lazy ass out of bed and came to Toronto. Apparently Winter didn't want to get out of bed cause he is cranky and he has a bitter sense of humor. It is insanly cold outside. Its -13C with wind speeds at 48 K/h. It feels like -20C with the bloody windchill. Tonorrow is going to be colder. -17C. I actually have to leave the house tomorrow to go to class. I'm knitting a wool hat so my ears don't fall off tomorrow while I'm waiting for the bus. I'm mildly allergic to wool, but so desperate am I to keep my oh-so-cute ears attached to my head, that I am willing to suffer an insane amount of itchiness and splochiness (I made up a new word!).

This is not the point of my blog. The point is that it is so cold, I had to take a blow dryer to my window. I have this habit of opening my window a crack to let some fresh air in so I can actually breathe. Last night I forgot to close it and it froze in the open position. I woke up very very cold. I could not feel my toes. Or my nose. I told my mother so when I crawled out of my igloo.

I put on a sweater and curled up in my blankets again but I was still cold. It was time for drastic measures. I broke out the hair dryer. I sat there with my hated hair dryer and thawed my window. Yeah, Its that cold.

I Love Canada........