It has been a particularly cold spell in Vermont lately. My car barely started the other morning as the thermometer dipped to less than ten below zero. It wasn't too bad as others at work told me they saw twenty two to twenty five below zero.
As the weather started to ease up Tuesday morning, I got up before everyone as per usual and after showering, woke Paula and the kids. She asked me what the temperature was and I went downstairs to check. I came back up and announced that it was almost twelve degrees. Paula rolled over and said, "Oh, good."
I quickly came back with "You know you're living in Vermont when you say it's twelve degrees and the response is 'Oh, good.'"
Yes, we most certainly live in Vermont.