I just have to point out that Mother Nature has lost her mind. Seriously. It is the first week of January...in Connecticut. And as I write this at 7:15 in the evening, it is a balmy 57° outside. And you can see in the little graphic what we expect tomorrow. This is wrong!
We've got our bulky winter coats hanging by the door. Gloves stuffed in the pockets. Various hats and scarfs nearby. Forty tubes of chapstick ready to fight off the dry lips from the winter winds.
Nothing. No snow. No ice. No arctic breeze.
I'm not really complaining. Just pointing out. Just in case you're keeping track of signs of the end times. Cause this might be one.