Rexburg

Rexburg has this little reputation for being cold. I don’t know why. Oh wait, yes I do. It is frigid here. I sit in my house wearing a sweater, sweats, slipper socks and a blanket and I’m still cold. My hands are permacold, and let’s just say if I were a dog, I would be considered healthy. Temperatures are well below freezing everyday and to top it off, we've received so much snow there’s a complete blanket covering the town. 

I hate the cold and I hate the snow, yet when I’m sitting inside my house looking out the window, there’s something serene about it. It’s a love/hate relationship.