Superlatives

I tend to deal exclusively in superlatives. I don't just like something, I love it. I don't care for something, it's the worst. So apparently I live in a good place for superlatives because every year is a new one. Last year was the snowiest winter on record, and today is the coldest day Wisconsin has seen in at least 15 years. The actual temperature this morning at 6 a.m. was -15 with a wind chill of -40. We turned on the news, heard the weather, saw that school was canceled and went back to bed. Yes, they canceled school for cold. And I'll be honest, I've never been so glad to get to stay home in my life!

We've had the best day today. We cleaned up, cooked meals instead of cold cereal and sandwiches, wrote letters, made cookies, and played. Every once in a while we look outside, but the air has actually crystallized and it looks as cold as it is, so we prefer to keep the blinds closed to keep warm air in.

We started the day with a little exercise. My dad found a recording of Chicken Fat this Christmas and gave one to us, so that's what we did. I found a copy on YouTube, but have to warn you that it's such an "ear worm" (you know, those songs that get stuck in your head all day), so listen with discretion.



Go you chicken fat, go away! Go, you chicken fat, go.