Polar Vortex

These days, it's pretty hard to keep warm. If the temperature outside creeps above 10 degrees, it feels like we should have a freaking pool party. My husband got me battery-operated heated socks for Christmas, but apparently, the blocks of ice that I call feet need nothing less than a roaring fire to thaw. And a roaring fire, we do not have.

I also found out that the cruise control on my car doesn't work when the temps are this low. Nothing like realizing you've coasted down to 40mph on the highway with a semi on your tail. Yikes. 

And the food. All of the foods. Who wants to eat cold fruits and veggies out of the fridge when your teeth are already chattering? Not this girl. I want hot, cheesy, melty, meaty foods that warm my belly on these cold, cold nights. Mostly nachos. I want all of the nachos.