Brrrrrrr-rrrrrr-rrrrrr!

How do you know it’s too cold? I’m gonna tell you.

It’s way too freaking cold when your best friend (Amy meant “best BOY friend here, not that I’m upset, I’m too cold to be upset – Ava.) texts you from Anchorage: 41 in Anchorage and 27 in Tucson. What the? My response was that I didn’t want to talk about it. Honest to god, we live in the desert for a freaking reason and it’s not to be colder than god damn Alaska.

It’s also too cold when the fountain in front of your office is frozen. That’s just ridiculous. Pretty, but ridiculous.

It’s also too cold when the kitten and the bloodhound have to cuddle together for warmth. Dogs and cats living together! What the hell is the world coming to?

I shall not participate in tomorrow if this nonsense continues. Let this be a warning.