She just took just a little time to warm up tonight. The car, the Greek goddess of dawn, and those hand warmers. We may all be about to have nightmares of the sound of them being shaken in the car over the white noise of the heating vents on full, trying to keep up with the -42° outside temperature. But despite one sassy lady (my girlfriend - definitely not such a cold weather person) joking not joking that it may as well have been -42° inside the car as well; it wasn't, and with pinks again running the bottom edges of the aurora toward the end of the night, it warmed our insides. Or at least it did mine.