Thursday, December 30, 2010

At 8:45 A.M. it is 48 degrees here in Scottsdale, Minnesota. Oops, Scottsdale, AZ.

I know. I know. This is not cold at all. It's freezing where you live. You walked ten miles to school in freezing weather when you were a kid. I know. I know.

My point is: This is Arizona! ARIZONA!

Tonight I will be covering up plants and trees in an effort to keep them from freezing. You know, those plants that were stupidly brought over to the desert from California. They don't belong in the desert and Mother Nature (Whoever that is) is trying to cull them out.

Yes, I am well aware of the fact that covering plants doesn't compare to trying to dig your car out of the snow. I know that giving up the sheet off your bed to cover a plant is not like sleeping on an airport terminal floor without a sheet. I know.

Still--it's cold to me baby.

I'm old and cold in Arizona.


Karen said...

How 'bout a little 'whine', Clif?! (smile) I will agree that the cold weather hurts worse now that I'm old!! I must look comical carefully tip-toe-ing on the ice!!