The Sixty-First Day of Winter

I didn't go outside at all today.

Poor SOS was not so lucky. Since parking permits cost upwards of $1,000 a semester, he relies on the bus to get to and from classes.

They have yet to invent heated bus stops.

Or bus schedules that are adhered to with 100% accuracy.

No frostbite yet, though.

This being the first week back of classes, a few of SOS's classmates returned to Wisconsin from their homes. One classmate had a 100 degree temperature change between boarding her flight in Barbados and stepping off the plane in Madison. I thought it was special that I experienced (and survived while pregnant) 115 degree temperatures in California back in June and subzero temperatures now. At least I had seven months in between.
115 degrees in June at the splash pad.

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