The weather. Tomorrow, expect a biting cold front.

Hmm, how naughty. I wonder what I'll be wearing or taking off.

The night will be wild and untamed. Expect heavy, lashing rain that'll soak you to the skin.

By Monday, temperatures will rise slowly but surely reaching their peak in the afternoon.

Not in the mood for miserable weather?

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Sun Express, nonstop sunshine.

Now that Halloween is over, I think most of us switch to Christmas mode.

Here in the U.S. we take an approximate three-day break to enjoy Thanksgiving,

but then switch right back to Christmas. I know for many, me included, Christmas serves as a magical

time. The snow, the lights, the songs, and all the presents flood my mind with so many memories.

I still love driving around neighborhoods and checking out all the decorations. I started singing Christmas carols in my shower on November 1st, and I've been shopping slowly, of course, for gifts since late summer.

As I've gotten older, I found more magic in the gifts that I give others and the time I spend with my family over the things I'm actually given.

But as a child, I can remember counting gifts under my tree and begging my mom to let me open

just one gift early. And honestly, aren't most kids that way? I mean, take a second and think back.

Remember that one special Christmas when you got the gift of your dreams?

Seriously, stop what you're doing unless you're driving.

And close your eyes.

Remember the smell of your mom cooking you breakfast on Christmas morning and your eyes opening to remember that it's actually Christmas.

Remember jumping out of bed and running to the tree.

Had you seen anything more beautiful? Your parents walk in and your mom starts handing out presents.

She always saves the best gifts for last.

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