I Miss The Snow

Meg's post got me thinking about snow and how much I miss it. The last time it snowed here was V.alentine's Day, 2005. That's almost 3 years ago. I remember it so well because it was 3am and Mr. H and I were sitting on the couch watching TV and painting my toe nails red. It started to snow and we both ran outside like idiots to take pictures because we knew by morning it would be all gone. I saved a snowball from that night and put it in an old margarine container. It stays in our freezer and every once in awhile, I take a peek at it. When we moved form our apartment into our house (2 years ago) that was the first thing we packed and transported so it wouldn't melt. And please don't give me any crap about our snow, or lack there of. I'm not comparing our 1 inch of snow to the few feet of snow that some of you get months out of the year. Snow is snow and it doesn't matter how much you get as long as you get it. Right?

When it does get cold here, it will just ice over, but it rarely ever snows. It may look like snow but as soon as it hits the ground it melts then turns to ice. Then the weather man will come on and talk about our "Arctic Chill" or "Arctic Blast" when it's barely freezing out. Then the entire town will have a severe weather day because all the idiots here can't drive on normal roads much less icy ones. It's pretty pathetic, but I like when it gets cold because most of the year it's HOT and humid. I wouldn't want to live in a cold climate because I'm a wuss and don't like to be cold, but I like to look at it. I like to take photos of it. I like to sit by the fireplace and drink cocoa. I like to dream about making snowmen, but I don't want to actually do it. I like to vacation in places where it snows, but I don't want to live there. I can't give up the fabulous concept of wearing flip-flops all year round.

Do you have any fond snow stories or are you sick of it already?