First of all, let me just say this: BRRRRR!!!
Today, the HIGH is going to be -10. Yes, you heard that right. The high.
Right now, it is -25.
In just 4 days, we leave to go to this place. The high there today is supposed to be 67. Okay, slap me in the face and call me cold...but that is 92 degrees higher than here. 92. I salivate at the mere thought of going. Sorry frigid friends...I'd take you with if I could, but since I can't, I'll have to sacrifice without your smiling faces for a week.
And not to pour salt on your wounds...but we're staying in a hotel that is described as this: "one of the most luxurious hotels in town" and "the rooms are more European than Vegas" and "Rooms have somewhat stately furniture, including painted, scallop-topped armoires; thickly draped half-canopies over the beds; and crown moldings on ceilings. The marbled bathrooms rocketed virtually to the top of our list of favorites".
I shall take my camera...and my laptop. I simply must post pictures of this glorious winter warmth. But, truthfully, if we were staying at the Super 8 - our normal choice - I'd still be as happy as a live goose the day after Christmas because it is ...let me say it again....92 degrees warmer!!!