It snowed on me as I was out getting lunch today, and then again while I was coming back from doing laundry. Nothing heavy, and it didn't stick, but... snow? In the first week of November?
Christ.
Don't get me wrong: While the appeal of the stuff may be inversely proportional to how much of it I have to shovel or brush off of my car, I mostly like snow. Snow angels, snowball fights, sledding, curling up on the couch with some cocoa...
But when it starts up a week after Halloween, it makes me nervous for the winter ahead.