The Icebox Cometh

Here in the Midwest, conventional wisdom about the weather is that if you don’t like it, wait five minutes, and it’ll be different. Today was one of those days.

So Beck and I were out at lunch, watching a storm front move in. It was a record-setting 73. By the time we were finished, it was blustery, and 61. Now, about six hours later, it’s 14. Yup, the temps have dropped SIXTY degrees in just about six hours. And to add some flavor to the day, we’ve had snow and winds between 30 and 40 miles per hour.

Of course, I love it!

And now, we’re looking at six inches or more of snow on Friday. I can’t wait!