I thought the wind jacket and arm warmers were done for the season and put them away..... until this afternoon

Old Man Winter is dying, but not fast enough for me. Perhaps we could put out a "contract" on him. I would probably kick in a few bucks for that endeavor if we could lay hands on the old rapscallion.

According to the local weather dude, it's supposed to get down to 39 F this Tuesday morning. That's just not right. And if I had snow like you guys have, I'd be apoplectic.