This adorable little alien guy has been floating around the interweb for the past few days (source).
And I must say, he captures my feelings quite nicely. Oh except that this morning I expressed my feelings with excessive cursing, as my car struggled to start, and my rear view mirror, dashboard and steering wheel frosted up, in my car, while I was driving.
How is it that the temperature in Toronto drops to -20 (in January) and it's a polar vortex, while here it will hit -28 tonight (that's without wind chill people) and it's just February. Ok I get it I live in Calgary, the groundhog saw his shadow this weekend, so what else can I expect? Also I suppose we were kind of spoiled by Chinook weather which lasted most of January.
But none of those things made me any warmer this morning.
In other, less freezing cold news.
I took a wine and beer making course last week at the Home Vintner, and Kevin and I are set up to start our first wine on Saturday (I'm seriously excited about this, it's like science and wine, happily married at last). Needless to say, I will make a point to share my first wine making experience on the blog. This will go a long way upping my Italian-badassery, as not only can I cook just like Nana (well nearly) but now I'll be following in my grandpa's footsteps with the home wine making!
Melissa and I went to the free line dancing class at Ranchman's on Thursday night. And honestly it was a huge bust! How it should have gone: hot cowboys teach us how to do the dances, to the songs they play during line dancing on the weekend, failing that just went to clap, shuffle and change directions. How it went: middle aged guy in jazz shoes taught us cruise ship varieties of the dances, to really lame too slow songs from his ipod, while hot cowboys jumped in at the end to show us how we were doing it wrong. Sad thing is? I suspect Ranchman's is paying this guy. If you really want to learn... I say just show up, and have 4 or 5 drinks.
Which brings me to Friday.
Neon Med student party in Banff + Pink Wig + 4 or 5 or who really remembers how many drinks = a great time, and a sleepy Saturday.
Oh and to follow up on my last post, SeaWheeze registration re-opened (and subsequently sold out) yesterday, and Krista and I both managed to get in! So Vancouver in August, here I come!
What have you been up to this past week? How have you been surviving your own personal polar vortex?