Right now we're sitting at -15* F with 15 mph winds and 25 mph gusts (my house is on top of a hill so it's blowing hard). The original forecast was for 12+ inches of snow. We ended up getting a rain/snow mixture all day and then it turned into about 3"-4" of snow during the night.
This morning I wake up and decide that the steep hill part of the driveway needs shoveled. I get dawn my pants, snow pants, t-shirt, flannel shirt, jacket, coat, hat, gloves, wool socks, and boots. Then I proceed to head out into what I have now deemed, "The Canadian Invasion". I walk out of the garage and expect to be hit in the face by the cold, but it's not too bad. It's cold, but not like an OMG I feel like I'm going to die cold.
I walk about 350' to the hill and start to shovel. Immediately I feel the snot in my nose starting to freeze to the hairs. It's an interesting feeling as every time you move your nose you feel all the hairs. I take a couple shovels and below the approximately 12" of blown snow is about 3" of slush that is heavy. It's not frozen because the snow has insulated it. Once it's buried, it immediately freezes to the shovel and refuses to release. I keep working and about 1 hour into the ordeal, I cannot breath from my nose because the snot in my nose has frozen. I breath out my mouth. The condensation immediately freezes to my beard and eyelashes. After 1.5 hours, I finished and went to take a picture of myself but my phone said it was too cold and turned off.
It's obviously cold outside, but it really didn't feel that bad. If I would have thrown on a neck gator to cover my face, I could spend the whole day outside.