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A dusting of snow in Chicago can cause consternation completely out of proportion to its coverage. I was lucky to make it to the shuttle stop on time this morning since almost nobody had cleared their walks, and in some places the half-inch of powder was laid over a half-inch of ice so you had to watch your step everywhere, just in case. In the end, it hardly mattered since the shuttle was fifteen minutes delayed anyhow even though there wasn't a speck of accumulation on the streets. I will never understand quite how that happens.
I would say that it's finally settled into winter here except that at this point these bouts of blustery cold feel just as capricious as the corresponding bouts of unseasonable warmth.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monshu even said something the other day about it warming up to 50℉ by the end of the week. innerdoggie asked me if this felt like a "St Louis winter", but it doesn't, for the simple reason that St Louis winters are as dry as St Louis summers are humid. This is only the second time this season that my hands have felt dry enough to need lotion. The weather doesn't remind me of home; it reminds me of my first winter in Europe, when I learned that the dank is more penetrating than a 20 below windchill.
The other thing the return of real Midwestern winter has done is proved the worth of the humidifier we had expensively fitted to our furnace last fall. We hoped that it would eliminate the need to have individual units running in every room, but it was difficult confirm this since it doesn't come on until the relative humidity drops below 35%. It's been running since last weekend and our sinus are still happy, so we are calling it a success.
Sadly the narcissus and hyacinth thatmonshu had forced for Spring Festival got top-heavy and had to be discarded. If I were a good boyfriend, I would've ordered some fresh flowers for today. But we're both pretty indifferent to Valentine's so our only observance will be dining out at Ethiopian Diamond. We love it though we haven't been there in a while, and I'm wagering that Ethiopian is not going to be most people's first choice for a romantic dinner.
I would say that it's finally settled into winter here except that at this point these bouts of blustery cold feel just as capricious as the corresponding bouts of unseasonable warmth.
monshu even said something the other day about it warming up to 50℉ by the end of the week. innerdoggie asked me if this felt like a "St Louis winter", but it doesn't, for the simple reason that St Louis winters are as dry as St Louis summers are humid. This is only the second time this season that my hands have felt dry enough to need lotion. The weather doesn't remind me of home; it reminds me of my first winter in Europe, when I learned that the dank is more penetrating than a 20 below windchill.The other thing the return of real Midwestern winter has done is proved the worth of the humidifier we had expensively fitted to our furnace last fall. We hoped that it would eliminate the need to have individual units running in every room, but it was difficult confirm this since it doesn't come on until the relative humidity drops below 35%. It's been running since last weekend and our sinus are still happy, so we are calling it a success.
Sadly the narcissus and hyacinth that
monshu had forced for Spring Festival got top-heavy and had to be discarded. If I were a good boyfriend, I would've ordered some fresh flowers for today. But we're both pretty indifferent to Valentine's so our only observance will be dining out at Ethiopian Diamond. We love it though we haven't been there in a while, and I'm wagering that Ethiopian is not going to be most people's first choice for a romantic dinner.