I spent the weekend in Seattle, where I signed at the Seattle Mystery Bookshop. Guess what? It rained. Pretty much the entire weekend. And I discovered that the “cold” there is “colder” than Utah cold. It IS. I am not lying. Something to do with the moisture, I think, but I was shivering and in a hoodie or sweatshirt the entire time.
The signing was great, the staff at the SMB the best, and the coffee was WONDERFUL. And I required a LOT of it, because it was so freaking cold. My aunt, who lives outside of Seattle, put me up for the weekend, and she was a very gracious hostess, but she apparently has a furnace burning inside her body, because she swore she turned the heat on for me before I came. I imagine that gave the icicles time to melt, because there were none of those apparent, but I swear I could see my breath.
Now, yes, I am aware I live in Utah, and in the winter, we hit some pretty bonechilling temperatures, but we are honest about these temperatures. NOBODY every says Seattle is cold. “It rains,” they say, “but it never snows,” so you think, well, it must be warmer than Utah, right? A little rain never hurt anybody, right?
Good God. That rain is like ice daggers. Once I got into the bed my aunt made up for me, though, and pulled on six extra quilts (and she had a lot of them, because quilting is her guilty pleasure) I discovered that Seattle rain made me sleep quite well.
Better than I have slept in months, in fact.
Just call me, Sleeping in Seattle….
Writer in a Bubble 
I had so wanted to get up there to see you. Darn timing. It gets darn cold in the Pacific Northwest. I use to say the only way I could get warm was 15 minutes in a tanning booth. But we have the best sleeping weather.
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Living up in the Pacific Northwest I have discovered the guilty pleasure of a hot tub. I’ve found it is the only way to take the chill out of the bones.
Bummer for me though. We got back from vacation Saturday afternoon, and if I would have known you would be in Seattle… š¦ I did manage to read the entire Wives and Sisters book while waiting in the airport and on the flight from San Jose to Seattle. Once again, another great book!!!
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It was a cold and blustery weekend, I agree. I also agree that hot tubs are good, there is a bonechillingness to the cold that it took me years to get used to.
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I find many of your comments to be blanket statements, lacking solid, specific evidence, substance, or intellegent critiism. Its ok to vent negative frustrations you have towards an organization you do not believe or wish to be part of; however, recognize that criticism is only valid when approached with objective measures…your complaints stem from petty acts, and these petty acts force you to reduce a massive organization into your own small-scale construct.
This is the very means by which malevolent dictators in the past and present eliminated massive populations that violated the views of a single individual.
Not good. Not intellegent.
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Juestra,
I think your post was perhaps misplaced… This is a topic about how cold and wet Seattle was/is. o.O O.o O.O aside from that are you really comparing someone who runs a blog on the interwebs to a malevolent dictator? Lil excessive and also a poor way to get your own point across š¦
I thought I had experienced cold growing up in Wyo and Utah winters untill I went to visit some friends in Seattle during winter a few years back… The moisture along with cold winter weather and rain = icecube with a hearthbeat… but I still loved Seattle =D
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Yep.. been to Seattle and done that. It is truly coooold. My hubby’s children live there.
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