Freezing Temperatures & the Super Bowl

This week was coldest week I’ve seen in Salt Lake since I lived at Cherry Hills. It was so cold it reminded me of Rexburg, Idaho. If it was in the single digits here, I am sure it was below zero there. When I left Ricks College 30 something years ago in December, it was freezing frigid cold. I remember walking to the Manwaring Building (where the students hung out, but it was NOT referred as a student union) before 5am to work. It was so cold that icicles grew in my ear each morning. Hey, I was 20 and thought I was an immortal and didn’t need a hat. One cold evening, my roommate (Joanne or Lynette) and I were walking home from campus and I saw one of banks advertising a temperature of 17 degrees. I thought it was a heat wave and that I could wear a sweater or jacket. Now if I see the thermometer read 17, I am wearing my therms, 20 year old Edie Bauer coat and headband and knitted hat on my head. When the thermometer read 8 degrees, I was also wearing two therms and a hoodie under the old coat. I wasn’t taking chances.
Speaking of cold and bizarre weather, I can’t believe the Super Bowl will be held in extreme conditions in Dallas. It is like Pittsburgh and Green Bay invaded Dallas not only with their NFL teams, but the weather too. I am thinking that the Steelers and the Packers will play just fine in those conditions, but I am not so sure about the fans. I hope they are decked out in triple therms, ear muffs, hats, hoodies under their heavy duty coats and blankets galore. Stadiums can be very cold, especially if you’re not moving that much. I should know I worked at Rice-Eccles Stadium for 3 football seasons.
And speaking of the Super Bowl, my niece was born on Super Bowl Sunday, 17 years ago. But her birthday isn’t tomorrow, it was last week. But still, I am hoping that Vanessa gets a birthday cake (or something) during half-time. After all, Super Bowl Sunday is her anniversary to celebrate. And I forgot, Tracina and Dana, her parents. I hope you throw a party for yourself after the Super Bowl. And don’t forget to invite Vanessa. Happy Anniversary, Dana, Tracina and Vanessa.