I'm mourning the loss of feeling in my extremities. As if to console, my windows are "weeping." Cold air is condensing drips of water on my window sills. Remember to turn down the humidifier a notch.

Yes, we pay a cold weather tax in January, but I'd still rather slap on a few extra layers than worry about wildfires, earthquakes, volcanoes, hurricanes and sea level rise.

My old-fashioned mercury thermometer registered 17 below at our cabin on Pelican Lake on Sunday morning. A surge of milder air sets off flurries today — maybe a couple of inches of snow Tuesday.

Old Man Winter sneezes the coldest air of the season into town later this week with metro air temperatures as low as 5 to 10 below on Saturday. Sunscreen optional. Expect highs in the single digits and teens into the last week of the month, with some moderation by early February. Big storms sail to the south (stop me if you've heard this before), and I don't see any cold weather records over the next two weeks. Just enough goose bumps to make you appreciate summer.