Gripe #127845

Seventeen degrees below zero!!!! Global warming my butt! Yes I reside in what, today, feels like the frozen wasteland of the moon. Human beings are not built to have a life in this kind of weather. I must walk my dog down the treacherous icy sidewalks, tensely anticipating the inevitable black and blue buttocks and knees. Seven layers required to let my dog perform her natural functions and to maintain her sanity from being cooped up for days at a time. She loves it, she thinks it is funny that I have to walk around stiff as a robot and pick up her poop. Meanwhile scents are at their best in the chilly winter air, she constantly stops every few feet to investigate the latest traffic. I stand waiting, freezing, waiting, freezing, and wondering why it is again that I feel the need for this one-sided companionship. The subzero temperatures render all emotions, other than irritation, useless until I am able to thaw out and once again feel human. There is crappy TV on, and I took out part of my garage with my car today, and I am PMS-ing. Where is my electric blanket I am going to sleep until March!