It's time to put away your white gloves, high heels and pearls, yard work days are over.
This morning the thermometer outside my window read 8 degrees. Brrrrrrrrr! This isn't fair, we haven't even had Thanksgiving yet!
To console myself, as I put on my long johns to waddle to the hardware store, I said to no one in particular, "At least we don't have to worry about tornadoes for a while". It's not much of a consolation prize, but I'll take what I can get.