Gloves

I remember the first time that the temperature hit below freezing during fall semester. It was late October when the temperature dropped to a chilling 30 degrees fahrenheit. After my classes were over, I stumbled into my kitchen and announced to my roommates, "Wow. It is FREEZING outside." My two roommates from Utah looked solemnly at me, the Oregonian used to mild, above-freezing temperatures, and announced, "You haven't seen nothing yet."

They were right. Today I woke up and checked the forecast on my laptop, only to discover that the day's high was projected to be a bone-chilling 19 degrees fahrenheit. Stepping outside felt like stepping into a deep-freezer. After less than five minutes of walking, I could feel the tips of my ears tingling, and my thighs becoming numb. This was the Utah weather my roommates had warned me about.

After my first venture outside today, I knew that I was in trouble. I was going to freeze my poor fingers off out there. Wait--there was a solution! I remembered the warm pair of fleece gloves that my mother had sent me in a care package a couple of weeks earlier. My hands would be spared!

I recovered the gloves from my closet, donned them, and wore them all day. My hands stayed nice and warm. :) Gloves are quite a worthwhile investment, right?