Can we say cold?

The theromostat only said 9 degrees when I left for work at 8:45 this morning. Boy was it cold - and windy. Last night around 5 in the morning I thought I heard glass shattering. I made Steven get up and go look around to see what happened. He couldn't find anything. This morning I realized that these glass bottles he had on the porch for months had been blown over and shattered - no big loss but I know he liked the fact they looked old and he had dug them up from out in the yard. At least it wasn't a window!