Here it comes.

Overall, it's been a mild fall around these parts, but it's almost December now and the winter weather is on it's way. Tomorrow, apparently. No, not inches and inches of snow, but perhaps something worse: freezing rain. Great. Love that ice.

I have the privilege of driving to work right around the time the yucky precipitation (yes, that's a meteorological term) is supposed to start coming down. I'll be on the roads heading to KMBC around 3 AM tomorrow morning, concerned about every wet patch of road.

I have to admit, I'm not a big fan of winter. I always say, if it could be cold and a little snowy for about a month around Christmas and then warmer the rest of the year, that would be perfect for me. I don't think I'd want to spend the holidays in a warm climate every year, but I certainly wouldn't miss cold, dreary weather.

So, it's coming. Let's deal with it. And yes, I may be one of those crazy reporters you see standing out there in the nasty weather. The answer to your question: no we don't really want to be out there, but it's part of the job. Think warm thoughts for me.

And here's one ray of hope: the weather folks could be wrong. It's happened before.