The sun isn't shining, and outside it is brutally cold. The wind is frigid enough it might bruise one's flesh with its relentless battering.
Today I attend my parents for birthday celebrations although my birthday is on Wednesday. It seems for the most part celebrations will be on any day besides my birthday (although I will be going out to dinner on the actual day of with my wife, weather permitting), so it may well be an odd year.
The weather seems to have taken a nasty turn earlier than the meteorologists predicted (what do they know, wizards that they are?), so unfortunately we'll probably have to drive my well worn vehicle. Hopefully it'll get us up and down the hill in one piece; it usually does. Regardless, I wish this weather would go away.
I don't mind the rain, in fact I love it. I don't mind a bit of snow (I do mind more than a bit, especially when socks and shoes start getting wet), but I do mind this bitter cold; it bites into your bones, and chews into your soul. Thank Heaven for warm clothing!
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