You ain't seen nothin' yet!

Mike came home from work last night while I was lying in bed all snuggled up with Sydney reading another good borrowed book from the library and I mentioned how cold it was. He smiled. I told him I went for a short jog with Sydney and then rode the trainer for over an hour and just couldn't warm up. He smiled again. I said, are you going for a ride...or shall I start dinner? He said, he was riding. He commutes by bike and even comes home for lunch and goes back in the suddenly frigid air and I ask him, "Now come on...it's freezing, right? You're cold...aren't you?"

He smiles again and says, "You ain't seen nothin' yet, Sweetie!" I'm lucky he's a very calm and patient husband. He lets me whine and complain about the cold, and knowingly tries to make it all better. "We'll join the YMCA...and visit our California Mom and Dad for the holidays!" He says as he runs around his bicycle clothing room looking for all his warm weather wear. "It'll be fun." I peek outside and watch as truckloads of leaves and debris blow passed the window pane.

"You're really gonna ride, huh?" He just says, "If you were inside an office all day long doing junk that doesn't mean much to you, you'd be riding outside too. I'm not complaining about my job. It's a job and it pays the bills, but..." Having heard this speech before, I kiss him on the nose and send him on his way.

But before he rides away, he smiles his cute little grin and says, "And if you think this is cold...well let me tell you, soon, you'll soon be wishing for a day like today. Like I said, you ain't seen nothin' yet!"

Oh really? Is that so? Aw geeeeeez!

This is Joni Taylor, reporting live from a frigid, Marshall, Minnesota..gearing up for an even colder one today!