Baby It's Cold Outside - Mo's Journal
Baby It's Cold Outside|
It's 15 degrees Farenheit today, which is very cold for New York City.
I was born in Winnipeg
, where both my parents grew up. We lived in Northwood, North Dakota
until I was 7. Then we moved to Connecticut.
The Hartford area, where we lived, gets a little colder than NYC but not that much. When we first moved there my parents used to crack up at the announcer on the radio who'd say "It will be plunging into the teens tonight!" For the non-USAmericans on my flist, the "teens" in Farenheit are about -7 to -10 Celsius. My parents thought it was hilarious that anyone would think that was cold enough to use such dramatic language. "Plunging into the teens" became a family joke.
But after a few years in Connecticut (and after my parents' winter gear wore out and was replaced and we grew out of ours and got what was available locally as well) the teens felt awfully cold.
NYC is the southernmost place I've ever lived. I often wish we didn't have such a half-assed winter. Still, as it plunged into the teens last night and this morning, it felt cold!
cold for Florida too... we froze last night, very rare occurence. Kirsten is upset because more than half of our garden will probably have frost damage :(
I had to scrape my windshield this morning, for the first time since we moved here in 2000. Supposed to get up to 59 today and be back in the 70s this weekend, wanna come visit? ;)
|Date:||January 3rd, 2008 04:21 pm (UTC)|| |
wanna come visit? ;)
I know that what you refer to was years ago, but I find that weather people always over exaggerate...."Cold night tonight..." Duh, it's January. Since when did the teens become "cold" in January in NW Ohio?
This morning, some news guy was saying "It's going to be cold today, so bundle up...." Uh, it's January in NW Ohio. Yes it will be cold, although 23F isn't outrageous by any means, and yes it will be windy, so it will feel colder. And, yes. We need to bundle up.
I'm just happy that I have kids who like to start the car and are willing to do so in exchange for scraping it. I'd had fantasies about not having to scrap daily this winter, and then they filled the garage with weight benches (again, in exchange for cleaning off the car).
Somehow, it seems like I still do an awful lot of that, though.
|Date:||January 3rd, 2008 04:18 pm (UTC)|| |
Uh, it's January in NW Ohio. Yes it will be cold, although 23F isn't outrageous by any means, and yes it will be windy, so it will feel colder. And, yes. We need to bundle up.
LOL! FWIW, I think "wind chill factor" is a crock. I mean, I don't deny that it feels colder when it's windy. But if you take any particular temperature - like 23F for example - my impression of what that feels like is with a moderate wind. It's hardly ever totally still, and if it were, I'd say "Gee, it feels a lot warmer than 23." So to say it's "23 but with the wind chill factor it's 15" makes no sense because it's comparing to 15 with *no* wind. Which would feel like 23 to me :-).
I need some winter icons!
Hee. It's -20 C here today. I just went out to do errands with Callum tucked snugly under my coat.
You've made me think about my own family-of-origin's in-jokes. Aw. And I wonder what my new family will come up with!
|Date:||January 3rd, 2008 07:05 pm (UTC)|| |
So tell me some of your family-of-origin's jokes!
Well, the best one is: Cougar. Meaning: information that turns up right after your specific need for it has passed.
This came about because when I was in grade 4, I had to do a report for school on the Eastern Cougar. I had a lot of trouble finding information; the local library didn't to have anything apart from encyclopedia entries. Then, the month after I'd turned in my report, National Geographic had the Eastern Cougar as its cover story.
So after that whenever we found info on something just a little too late, we'd declare "It's a cougar!"
(And yes, I do know now the more colloquial meaning of "cougar." But I suspect my mother doesn't!)
|Date:||January 3rd, 2008 09:58 pm (UTC)|| |
I would call that a family phrase, rather than a joke. But maybe you laughed when you said it :-).
A similar one for us was Left Handed Knitting Instructions. My mother, who was wonderful at all textile arts, tried a few times to teach me to knit but I just never got it. I attribute that to me being a klutz, but she always attributed it to me being left-handed and she just didn't know how to teach someone left-handed.
So one day she came home from the grocery store with one of those Family Circle or Women's Day (like Chatelaine, only USAMerican) because it had in big letters on the cover "Learn to Knit, Including Illustrated Instructions for Left-Handers." We read the article, which indeed had illustrations, and couldn't find any reference to left-handed knitting. Then, on the third read, she spotted an asterisk at the beginning of it. At the bottom of the page it said, "For left-handers: reverse all references to right and left and hold illustrations upside down in front of a mirror." While knitting :-).
So anything that offered more than it delivered was called "left-handed knitting instructions" in our family.
Edited at 2008-01-03 11:48 pm (UTC)
Hah! That's awesome. Except for the uselessness of the knitting instructions. Did you ever learn to knit?
|Date:||January 4th, 2008 01:03 am (UTC)|| |
No, never. And I no longer want to. <=== I have to say that because when I tell this story people feel compelled to teach me to knit.
|Date:||January 3rd, 2008 07:25 pm (UTC)|| |
I've pretty much never in my life shoveled snow. I've lived in apartments my whole adult life. When I lived in a coop building, someone had to shovel but I was the building treasurer, which was the only regular job, so others did the shoveling. And in NYC it's really just an occasional thing.
|Date:||January 3rd, 2008 08:13 pm (UTC)|| |
LOL! Well, maybe you should come visit here, since you're tired of shoveling.
|Date:||January 3rd, 2008 10:10 pm (UTC)|| |
I was the same way when I moved from Alaska to Seattle. I was walking around in shorts when it was 30F and people would stare at me. Now (ten years later) I put on a jacket when it's 60F. *hangs head in shame*
Man I wish it was that warm today. I think we topped out at 10. It's -3 Fahrenheit right now. brrrrrrrrrrrrr