I hate the cold.  Hate it with a passion. If it’s going to be cold, I want snow on the ground. The last couple of winters have been fairly mild and we haven’t had a snow storm to speak of. An inch here. An inch there. But other than that it’s been very dry. This winter had been shaping up the same. I wanted one good snow storm.


Finally, I got it! About five inches and it’s currently sleeting. So, yay. I got my snow. It’s cold as fuck and I want it gone now. I admit it. I’m a fickle bitch!