Today, you remind me of our first year in New York where I learned there really is such a thing as too cold to snow. It was a bitter brown winter with only one sort-of kind-of snow. Lots of frozen swamp and river though.

I also had never experienced anything lower than 11 degrees. Negative 11 makes 11 feel like a tropical heat wave.

My husband was walking about a mile to the train station every day. People started stopping and picking him up on the way. Who picked him up depended on when he left within a 15 minute window. The early man in an SUV (ironically, the SUV became ours 2 years later), the on-time lady in a sports car, or the always-late couple from England. I miss that community so much.

Please replace your car battery immediately. Do not pass go, do not return to the train station, without replacing the battery.

Ok, to be sure I was not over reacting, I double checked with my geek / mechanic / husband. He said if you somehow left the lights on or know why the battery drained during the day, you have a fair chance of recharging and being able to carry on.

However, if you arrived to your car to find it dead for no good reason, it probably won't even start in the morning. Cold weather is usually the last straw for weak batteries.

Hope all goes well!

Give Grand Central my love.