Remember this? Over the last month, we've had both extremes multiple times. Two days before our trip to the Great Wolf Lodge, it was 70 degrees. The day we left for that trip was a blizzard - I had to brush off the van twice and we fought snowy roads (for half an hour, we knew the snow band was localized and we just needed to get south of the city so no, we weren't being stupid), but late the next day when we returned there wasn't any snow on even the grass. It had melted off in a day.
The next week we had balmy mid 60's, but another snowstorm by the end of the week. One day I'm in a t-shirt, the next I'm in a parka clearing snow off the driveway wondering if the plows are going to come. It's become almost impossible to plan for what's coming. This is nuts.
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