First frost-scraping morning of the season

I had a bitter surprise when I ambled my way downstairs to leave for work this morning — a car encased in frost! This time last week, I was stomping around in flip-flops and a short-sleeved top, flipping a pair of sunglasses over my eyes. And now it’s in the 40s, with fall officially here — I wore a coat to the office today. A coat! I’m notoriously jacket-less most of the time.

So I went out there in my little red number and dug around in my trunk for something to get the ice off my windshield while my dad wrote “scrape me” on the back window (yes, Dad, I am blogging about it!). I still made it to work reasonably on time, but I’m going to have to start allowing a few extra minutes in the morning, I guess. It’s strange when the cold suddenly snaps around here — and it does snap. Warm — then cold. Nothing in between. That’s Maryland weather.

As John Mayer reminds me:
“When autumn comes, it doesn’t ask.
It just walks in where it left you last . . .”

And, as an aside, this is my 100th post! I know I’m pretty prolific, but I was shocked to see that pop up on my stats today. Go write meg!