Zero Degrees F

The only good thing about the temperature feeling like Zero F is grownups in mittens and ear muffs. I love it. Can't get enough of adults wearing outfits suitable for the Arctic. I love rosey cheeks and watery eyes and heads wrapped in three scarves. So cute.

Yeah, man, it is cold out there. Not as cold as yesterday, though.

I bought the best hat last night. My old hat, which I had no love for anyway, disappeared. Who knew one could actually experience affection for a winter hat? I know, I know, you're thinking "I am a hat person, I look good in hats, so what is there not to love about hats?" Well, some of us look like idiots in hats. I've never had a hat that actually looked good. Not that it really matters, because we all look cute in our winter outfits no matter what they are.

This hat rules, though. I can't even describe it. I might have to post a photo. It's adorable. It's not as much adorable on me as it is just adorable.

Unfortunately they did not have a matching scarf or gloves. Well, that's not true. They did have matching gloves (the kind of gloves that are also mittens!!!) but the gloves were made for people with gigantic hands.

The lack of scarf and mittens has foiled my plan to have my first ever matching set of winter gear, but I'll live. The hat was too adorable to pass up.

But yes. Cold. And no end in sight. But I am not going to complain, because there hasn't been any major snow. I had a dream last night that I was shovelling my parents' driveway - that was the whole dream - just snow and ice and me with a shovel. Then I had a dream that I was on a bus coming back from Medway and that I left my Ipod on my seat while I went to the restroom (the bus was actually a huge, moving bar so it wasn't as horrifying to go to the restroom as you might imagine). While I was in the restroom, I thought "Shit! I left my Ipod on the seat! Somebody is going to steal it!" I wasn't surprised when I got back to my seat and it was missing, but I was surprised that it had been replaced by a decoy Ipod. Weird. I was like "Look, this is weak! This is a blue phone, not a blue Ipod. Who has my Ipod?" which was apparently enough guilt to get the dude who stole it to confess. I gave him back his phone, he gave me the Ipod, all was forgiven and I listened to Death Cab For Cutie. I then went to the bar and told my brother what had happened, and he was like "Do you think I should turn into a superhero?" and I was like "What?" "Do you think I should turn into my alter ego and kick that guy's ass?" and I was like "Well, yes, but where will you change into your outfit?" and he was like "Yeah, you're right. Too difficult." And that was it.

Hmmmmm.

Bench Buddy just specifically put on the video for Toxic on Yahoo Launch. Sigh. We rocked out until it ended and Lindsay Freaking Lohan came on.

And with that, I will stop, because I am about to launch into a diatribe about Lindsay Lohan again. I will spare you all.

Have a lovely Wednesday.