Today I was telling Andy how 4 years in CA weakened me until now I have the climatic fortitude of a week-old chihuahua. Actually, I didn't use those exact words, but they are true none-the-less. The scariest thing I've had to face is drive home on a 2-lane highway with a depleted cell phone battery in the dark while it's snowing gigantic snowflakes. People started leaving work at 2:00 to make sure they got home okay, but I was like, eh, I'm fine...until 5:00 rolled around, then I started whining like a baby.

But here I am, I'm okay, just as long as I get that steering wheel warmer for Christmas.