The first day of December isn't really all that special. Not, at least, in and of itself. It's a lot like the last day of November. Or for that matter the second day of December.
There are a large number of people who read this blog though, that days near today is something reasonably special. Most of those, it's even a milestone of sorts as they celebrate their 100000th binary birthday. Those of them with a web presence, whether it's their 25th or not, can be found here. Well, some of them anyway. If you know any of these people, maybe you could wish them a happy birthday or something.
That being said, this particular first of December began with giant fluffy flakes of snow drifting lazily to the ground. It was very pretty falling outside my window as I got ready for my day, and kept one of my cats reasonably occupied.
Leaving the house though, was another matter. In the scant few hours for me to have a shower, feed kitties, wolf down my own breakfast, etc., the weather had changed from picturesque to mean and vindictive. While not particularly cold, temperature wise, the wind was unrelentingly blowing in my face the whole walk to school, causing me to bundle up as best I could. My face, largely protected by glasses, a hood, and the collar of my coat was the worst off.
On the plus side though, I got the ball rolling for taking courses again, and went down to the registrar's office today to apply for (re-)admission into school. We'll see how that goes, but I am quite please with the thought of taking classes again.