I've no rights to complain, but I'm about to. It's -6 (21.2F) but feels like -11(12.2F) and while that is not cold compared to many other parts of this large country, it's cold to me. We haven't had a good old fashioned winter in about five years... actually, now that I think about it, it was my first winter home, 2002 that we had the big one. Everyone complains about winter, that they don't want to see it snow, that they don't want the cold, quoting the addage that you don't have to shovel rain. But I'm not there. Yes, snow is a lot of work and cold is cold, but there's something to be said about it. Bring it on.
I'm moving to Fort McMurray, Alberta in January. It's been hovering around -30 (-22F) for awhile, and is not uncommon for it to dip to -40 and beyond. I may actually die when I step off the plane. Collapse right there between the aircraft and the airport. Needless to say, I should probably shut my mouth at the -11 because sooner than later, that will be balmy.