Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures

Not sure if i really need to explain any further.

but i will.
so steve and i headed up to salt lake on friday night- for some reason my pregnancy brain is definitely getting the best of me. i turned off the heater. when we came back around dusk on sunday evening ...this is what we came back to. 47 degress. 47!!! we were freezing our royal naynays off- so we ran next door to our dear friends the Keils, who were kind enough to let us have a chat with them while our house warmed up. im no longer allowed to touch the furnace thing.... my prego brain has caused me to forget what that stupid thing is called. but anyway- i walk to work. this morning i looked out the window and saw snow flurrying all around and being blown to and fro. i knew i had to bundle, and i mean realy bundle. im ridiculous. luckily people didnt see the layers. but i had to take a picture of at least the ridiculous and mind you- hideous socks. uh maze ing. i knew it would be a stroll across antarctica, and i didnt want my eyeballs to freeze (like they did last week) so i debated on digging thru my snowboarding gear and wearing goggles. but i ran out of time so i just had to wear sunglasses. they are more like eyeshields that seal around my face just as good as goggles right? good idea- til i walked home in the dark, made even darker by the eyeshields. well, tomorrow i am debating on whether or not to wear my one piece snowsuit. thats right i have a legitimate snow suit. and it is sweet.