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  Andrew: “. . .  Minnesota.” 

Jennifer: ” I don’t think I heard you correctly. Did you say Minnesota?”

Andrew: “Yes.  I said Minnesota.”

This is about how the conversation went the day my husband gave me the news.  Thirty-three years of warm California winters flashed through my head.  The thought of snow-covered anything is just plain terrifying.  What business do four Southern California natives have living anywhere that has the potential of -45 degree temperatures?   I am thinking penguins and polar bears when I hear temperatures like that.   

Never the less, duty calls and our happy little family shall answer.