Hi. My name is Deb and I live in Hell. When I left for the gym this morning (if you can believe that), it was fourteen degrees BELOW ZERO. The shovelers had neglected to clear my sidewalk which meant I trudged through high snow to my car where the windshield wouldn't accept a proper scraping so I had to just sit and wait while the defrost tried to fix the problem. Slowly. Then I drove to the gym and worked out. Could there be a worse way to start the day?