It’s Cold

It’s bitter cold and windy where I live and windy…and really cold.  Did I mention cold?  And windy?  When I complain, people always tell me: “Hey!  It could be worse!”   However,  I say “Yeah, yeah, yeah…but, it could be better.  I could be living in the Bahamas right now.  Bet my face wouldn’t hurt in the freakin’ Bahamas.”

FACE HURTS

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    • I guess…but the continuation of the tropical drinks would eventually make me forget about the belly-ache and hopefully some kind soul would be there to put SPF 50 on my nose so it would all work out in the end. 😉 Although, I suppose if I pull out that bottle of Baileys I have stashed in the back of my cabinet and made some special hot chocolate I might just forget about my face hurting too…so it might not be so bad to stick around here. 🙂

      • Baileys?
        That’ll warm ya up.
        And HOT CHOCOLATE?
        Planning a special weekend, hmmmmmm? 😀

        I dunno, though– you could get a cut from opening that Bailey’s bottle.
        Or a tongue burn from the chocky.
        So, use caution. 😀

  1. Been there – went to high school in Vermont, had a morning paper route where it was routinely -20 F or worse at 5AM.

    At the other end of the spectrum with the air not doing its job properly, in Phoenix and Las Vegas in the summer, some days it gets so hot that the air will not let planes take off and land. True fact.

    As the air gets hot it gets thinner (altitude density) so an airport at 1,000 ft above sea level will act like an airport at 4,000 or 6,000 feet up. The thinner the air, the faster you need to be going, which means a longer runway to build up speed. After a while you get to the point where the runway that was fine when it was 100 F is now too short when it’s 115 F. Ditto for landing – you have to fly faster to stay in the air, there are maximum speeds you can safely land at, so you either need an alternate airport or a way to stay up there forever.

    • I had no idea that it could get so hot the planes couldn’t land, or take off for that matter. I have a friend in Las Vegas. I know she fairly lived in the pool last year. But I had no clue it could affect the planes like that. Wow.

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