Not really what you want in your mitten when the forecast for the week is for the coldest temperatures we've had all year.
The first thing I heard when the alarm went off this morning: "It feels like 17(F) below!"
Finally, you know it's bad when "a high of 18(F)" on the weekend sounds good.
That's all I have to say about the weather.
I'll have to dig around for some scraps to darn this hole. I don't think I'll have to be all that choosy about color.