What a difference a day makes.
Yesterday it was mild, temperatures pushing the upper fifties. Overnight, the winds howled in and delivered a cold, snowy commute to work this morning. That is December in the Big City for you. We had a Gray Christmas last week and a cold welcome to 2026 this week.
Do you think the same thing will happen Thursday night when we change the five to a six? Will the change in year bring a drastic change in life?
I’m not sure that every December 29th I look back at the year and think it was a horseshit year, but when I stack up all the horseshit years, I still see a tremendous run at life. Perspective has a funny way of doing that.
I am already looking forward to a couple of my favorite holidays. In fifty days, I will be celebrating Fat Tuesday. Then in 187 days, I will be celebrating the 250th year of this great country that I am blessed to live in.
Bundle up, my Midwestern Chalkheads.
Like Don Shepley used to say, “It’s colder than a witch’s tit in a brass bra!”
