Everyone around here's been saying:
It's colder than a witch's you-know-what!The problem? I'd never heard this figure of speech until recently. I find this odd, because I grew up in a little town in Nebraska where hare-brained idioms similar to this one enshrouded the lexicon of civilization as I knew it at the time.
So no, I-didn't-know-what! I had to Google it. No, I won't link to the answer, and now I know why people mince words with this one.
As I write this, it's 4 degrees outside. It'll likely be below zero when I wake up. I'm looking forward to it. The roads were clear today, so they'll be dry in the morning. I'm breaking out The Twelve.
Just in case I get the urge to ride all the way... I have my arsenal of warm stuff ready to rock:
- Lycra base layer (long sleeve top, cycling shorts)
- Polyester thermals (top and bottom)
- Flannel Pants
- Cargo Pants
- 3 pair of socks (and grocery bag corners)
- Ski Goggles
I'll probably wimp out and ride to the bus. It'll be colder than a witch's you-know-what (or do you?)