Day 33

I ran some errands today. By the time I got home, the temp had dropped from -25 to -38. I'm not sure that I'll ever be able to explain to someone what it feels like when your eyeballs start to freeze.

I was going to shovel the driveway, but when I realized it was so cold, I put it on hold. If I get frostbite, I know you'll kill me, so I'll avoid that until it warms up a bit.

I talked to Mom and Dad for quite a while tonight, and Aunt Donna. They all send their love. It snowed at home, so Uncle Rudy has been over at Toyota. It's been really cold there, too. Wind chill of -1 or so. That's arctic for home. I bet there isn't a gallon of milk or a loaf of bread in any grocery store in Kentucky.

Haha! That made me laugh at myself. :)

Anyway, I know you're doing ok, I just miss you so much. I love you to the moon and back, soldier, with all my heart. We miss you, and can't wait for you to come home. Goodnight.