It's Cold Out There..

So, according to a British professor, January 21 is the most depressing day of the year. Given the weather here in Pet today, it's little wonder. It's freezing. Not that we should be shocked, after all it is Canada, and it is January. Winter happens, oddly enough. Of course, that doesn't stop us from whining about it. It was -37 here this morning with the windchill. Poor Dan left bright and early for exercise for the week. They were walking out to the field, 20 kms. Don't know who's brilliant idea that was, oh wait yes I do. It would be the same man who thought running in a snowstorm was a good idea. Too give him credit, when they organized the exercise, it was during a warm spell, and they were actually worried they wouldn't have enough snow. Luckily, it has warmed up throughout the day, and we are supposed to get snow tonight. Dan came in for another O group this afternoon, and was so cold he kept his coat on the whole time. Poor baby.


The kids were half frozen waiting for the bus. As was to be expected on the coldest morning of the year, their bus was late. It wouldn't start, again. Seriously, there are loads of new buses in the school district, but ours has to be older than me (not that that's old, mind you). I had to bring them in a couple of times to warm up. At one point in time I opened the door to discover they were playing a game. No Cowboys and Indians (oops, make that Native Americans) for them. No, make that Soldiers and Talibans. It seems Connor was a Canadian Soldier, and his sisters were the Taliban. Funny how he's the good guy and they're the bad guys. Apparently with their scarves pulled up and their hats on they resembled terrorists. Not such a stretch for Katty really. Oddly enough, I have little difficulty picturing her as a terrorist. I didn't have the heart to tell them that the Taliban would never let girls "join" their organization. Seriously, can you imagine me telling Katty she can't be a terrorist if she wants to be? Hell no, I'm not that stupid. Or that brave come to think of it.


"Man is a make-believe animal: he is never so truly himself as when he is acting a part"~~William Hazlitt