1. Some of the doors on my minivan are frozen shut.
2. The Spouse actually complained about going to the Golf Dome (although I note that it did not actually keep him from going).
3. The Preschooler put on her hat AND her gloves without a fight when going to dance class.
4. The cat refuses to get off the fleece blanket on my bed.
When it gets into the subzero temps like this, I am always reminded of a similar night in high school when some of my girlfriends and I decided to go see "Night of the Comet" at Westown Theater. It was a bad decision all around. I don't know what our parents were thinking, letting us go out on a night when it was about -20 or so.
There were about six of us crammed into Grace's little blue Nova. What I mainly remember from that night was being trapped inside the car because all the doors were frozen shut. We tried to open the windows. They were frozen too. And because we were teenage girls in an age without cell phones, panic ensued. Thoughts of our frozen bodies being found in the Nova raced through our heads half-seriously.
Finally, I think two of us were able to force open one of the passenger doors.
Had the movie been good, the evening might have been worth it. But "Night of the Comet" was bad, really bad... like "no discernible plot" bad.
But the night in general made for a good story, one we occasionally still recount when we get together on cold nights like this. I heard on the news that, with the windchill factor, it could feel like -30 tonight.
I'm staying in and fighting the cat for the blanket.
