I used to think I was such a wimp in the cold, but now I'm thinking just the bitter cold. I'm a wimp when the windchill takes the air below 15 degrees. (Which is quite frequently the last few weeks.) When that happens I'll cancel all plans to take the kids outside. I vote cabin fever over a teary numb face any day. It really is amazing how warm 30 degrees feels after experiencing 5 degrees. This week is forecast to reach 39 degrees. Ahhh, spring!