I went up north with one of my best friends and his family today. It was a lot of fun! They live on the other side of the planet from me (okay, extreme East Valley but it seems like New Mexico), so I don't get to spend much time with Brian... and I hardly ever get to talk to Victoria. So I was really glad I got the chance to go.
But it was cold. DANG cold. I forget how much I hate cold. I've been in Phoenix for almost 22 years... I commence grousing if it drops below 70 F. and whimper pitiably when it hits 60. The high temperature in Flagstaff yesterday was 32.
“Play in the snow.” Bah! I am an unrepentant scrooge when it comes to the white stuff.
My kid brother is always trying different angles to get me to move back up to Winslow. I admit, the idea does have merit. Be closer to family and all that. Get away from the traffic and crime and chaos and all that. But Winslow is really close in geography, altitude, and temperature to Flagstaff. I think I might wait until this Global Warming thing becomes a little more tangible!
Nevertheless, I'm really glad I went. Frozen fingers, but warmed-up heart. I really needed that today. Thanks, Brian! I love you guys.
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Sweet!! Sounds like a really good time
i wouldn't be totally sold out on the coldness either...don't know if it's worth it
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