It's cold

I mean really cold. Wear-a-jacket kind of cold. I can't sit outside sipping my morning coffee without a jacket and probably a hat any longer. Now, before you all go yelling that I'm a wimp, check this link out. There, you see? In Benjamin this morning when I left to come to work it was 42 degrees! That is cold! So I bundled up on my motorcycle and came in to work. My head was fine and the thinsulate lining on my jacket and chaps did its job. My fingers were cold though. I'm going to need warmer gloves to ride the bike in September. That sounds wimpy even to me, but it's true! 42 is cold!