“Remind me why we are doing this again?” my boyfriend, the real hero of this story, asks.
“Because blogs!” I scream while pulling on a pair of thick, wool socks. “We’re doing it for the blogs! We live and die by the blogs!”
It’s just past 11 p.m., but instead of tucking into a bed with a nice feather mattress and a down comforter, we are suiting up. Suiting up in long underwear, synthetic thermal layers, wool caps, and sweaters.
There is a red 2021 Audi RS 6 Avant station wagon parked in the driveway — a light dusting of snow already accumulating on top of it — just…