From where I’m sitting, I can see that the trees outside of Pullen/Folsom Hall are bare. This can only mean one sad thing: snow is coming. Now I know it’s only October, but I swear I saw some snowflakes last night when I was driving home from work. Don’t fear though, because that just means it’s that time of the year when Netflix starts to release all their cheesy Christmas movies. It also means I have an excuse to wear wool socks with my Birkenstocks again. Oh, how I love the crisp fall air and all the excuses cold weather brings me.