The weather was brutally cold during our trip to New York in December of 2010, often dropping below 32 degrees Farenheit with a windchill that turned my glorious man-grapes into frightened little raisins.
Still, The Wife and I reminisce fondly of our time in the Big Apple. She, in particular, has a talent for relating these memories so sweetly it makes me want to cry like a baby and puke all over myself at the same time.
THE WIFE: “Yeah, I hear you! With you the cold was not as cold… I guess it was warm around our hearts. :)”
Click here to learn more about the term “Denglish.”
If you liked this post, please follow our blog by entering your email address in the upper right corner of this page. You’ll receive future posts directly in your inbox! No spam, ever! You can also follow us on Twitter and Facebook.