"Nutsack!"

Excuse the colorful language, but that's how my brother would describe the cold outside today, and he has two college degrees more than I do (one of them in Linguistics, even). After being teased by a few days of temperatures that were downright Spring-like - silly New Englander, you know all too well that there are only two seasons up in your neck of the woods: Winter, which lasts nine months; and Summer, which lasts the other three if you're lucky! - we're right back into the deep freeze again, where we'll stay for at least until mid-week. Nutsack cold. That's even better than my sister-in-law's "mad brick"!