I spent the entire weekend up in New Hampshire, visiting my Mom and 5 siblings. It was my 'baby' brother's 40th birthday yesterday, our 3 sisters were putting on a big party....You know the type, "I'll never drink again!" type big, complete with Patron shots, etc. I went up Friday afternoon, it was 81 in the Orlando parking lot when I got out of my truck Friday. When we got to Boston, about 10pm, it was 40, which for Feb. in Boston, is pretty warm.

Yesterday they had some snow flurrys, no accumulation. My youngest daughter was with me, she was only 18mo. old when we moved south and hadn't seen snow since, so she was exceited to see some flakes in the air. Saturday night the cold front came through. This morning, in Hampton, NH, it was... eleven. Yeah, 11F as in 'FK ME IT'S COLD OUTSIDE!!' Oh, and blowing 20.

So at 7 this morning, sporting a hangover and needing some 'fresh air', I got dressed and went for a walk around the old neighborhood, just so I would remember why I moved to Florida 15 years ago! After only 15 minutes walking in 11 degree air, with 20 knots of wind chill... no hat, or gloves, (I was smart enough to bring my ski jacket, thank God!) I'd had enough and went in for a couple pots of coffee.

But they've had a very mild winter up there this year, no snow on the ground at all this time of year is very unusual. Most of the ponds and rivers I saw, where we played hockey from November into March as kids, were not even completely frozen over. Very strange for early February.

I just got home about an hour ago, it was 40 when we landed in MCO at 9pm, and it's about 35 in Sebring right now...cold for Florida, no doubt, but a heck of a lot warmer than Eleven! And no ice on the lake Pete.