Minus Eleven!

When I wrote the post below, it was just before eight, and I had not checked the weather station readouts since their six o'clock (A.M.) recordings. According to the airport weather station, it was minus eleven (-11) farenheit at their seven A.M. reading. Durn cold. Spent most of the day today snowblowing the elderly neighbors' driveways: the widow Lilly next door, the widow Craun across the street, and Mr. and Mrs. Kay next door (she has cancer and a broken hip, and he has a heart condition and a bad back, and they are both in their seventies, I think.) Oh, and I did our driveway, also. I sure wish they made a snowblower that wouldn't break every time I use it, requiring me to spend an hour or two with tools in the cold wet mess outside. I've got it back together, except that now I'm completely out of shear pins. Kitty is not doing well. I put a box on our bed with a towel in it, located in the sunshine. I put a pile of birdseed on the balcony railing on the deck outside our bedroom. Hopefully the birdies will find the seed shortly and will give the kitty some visual entertainment through the windows in the french doors. Man, it's cold outside.