Ugh! After work, the long walk back to my car in the far corner of the parking lot was nothing short of excruciating. The temperature had fallen to 4° (all temperatures in Farenheit), and if that had not been enough I was walking westward against a 30 MPH easterly wind. It literally caused pain to my face.
Phoenix Audubon would think twice about wishing such weather upon California.
Ooo Shinee barely started, and I made it all the way to southbound I-71, some 7 miles of driving, before the car finally made its normal peak engine temperature of 200°F. Must really be cold out there.
I’ve been kicking around the idea of taking my Skye Goodfellow costume out for visits in the neighborhood on Christmas morning. By then, according to the local weather forecast, the temps should have rebounded to the range of 32° to 36°. It would be fun for most folks involved.
A major concern of mine would be the footpaws on the costume. They are furry house slippers with a slab of car floor mat glued onto the soles. Not much rubber between the rim and the road. Would probably be too cold on my feet.
So how do I boost the insulation down there while still maintaining the appearance of a winged spirit that’s probably impervious to the cold? Well, I have a pair of scuff sandals that I don’t expect to be wearing for another summer, so I cut off the straps and super-glued the ¾” soles to the soles of the footpaws. That should make my bear feet feel a little less barefoot.
Welcome to winter, Skye.