The Winter that Wasn't

The weather for much of March has been just crazy in Michigan. We broke many high temperature records, even reaching the mid-80s one day while the calendar said it was winter. It was so warm and sunny and beautiful last week that I have finally abandoned the idea that it might actually still snow this year. We kept the condo windows open for 7 or 8 days straight. Everyone dusted off their shorts and flip-flops, and the weather here seemed like March in southeast Texas. In fact, Detroit's temps were even higher than Houston's for a few days. I suppose if we can't have snow, it might as well be warm outside.

Ironically, now that it is officially spring, the temperatures have started to drop. Last night we dipped into the mid 30s and tonight the forecast calls for a low of 27 degrees. Jacob has not worn his winter coat yet in Michigan, although he did wear it during our ski trip in Colorado. I have not put on boots for over a year, and only needed gloves a few times in January. This was one of the strangest winters I can remember and, to be honest, I was disappointed - especially in the lack of snowfall. Unfortunately, this also meant that Jacob got very little driving experience on slippery roads. Maybe we will get a bit of ice or something this spring so he can practice in hazardous conditions with me in the car before we set him loose on his 16th birthday in December.