Three words I heard one co-worker tell another as I was picking up my evening coffee at the convenience store. And all because I uttered the word "snow" during the forecast. There are worse four-letter words I could have uttered on the weather. Well maybe one worse four-letter word, the mother of all bad words sure to send me packing. The one that got Ralphie a mouthful of soap in "A Christmas Story." The one that could curve your spine, make your ears bleed and win the war for the enemy. I didn't use that one. But I wanted to. You see, I'm not ready for snow either.

Starting Tuesday afternoon, a front will begin our temperature descent. Once the cold front passes, we should have a few rain showers and we will be in a northwest flow for most of the rest of the week. A couple of week disturbances could give us rain showers that turn to snow showers at night mid week. The best chance for any real snow accumulation will be Wednesday and Thursday nights and primarily for the Tug Hill and Adirondacks. And even in the higher elevations I don't believe we are looking at much more than a dusting to an inch or two. BTW, I think there will be some lake effect snow this week. But before you overcharge me for coffee, with the wind from the northwest, the lake snows should fall well south of us. Friday will feature some sunshine, but temps below normal at around 42.

The weekend looks to be pretty decent, as of this writing. We should have some sun both days with temps ranging from the mid 40's to lower 50's. If we get enough sun, we could push Sunday to the mid 50's or so. Wouldn't that be sweet. And get me a cheap cup of coffee.

The longer range models seem to indicate a relatively mild start to next week. So we got that going for us. Still, this time of the year, it can all change on a dime and I could be telling you about the first real snowfall of the year on the way. And what the heck, snow would make a lot of people happy, so why not? I kinda miss my snowblower anyway. There's nothing like firing that baby up, puffing on a cigar and sending massive amounts of white high into the air and dropping it all gracefully in the neighbor's yard.

So instead of fighting the inevitable, I say bring on the snow! Even if it will double the price of my nightly coffee.