Pardon me a moment whilst I complain about the snow....

Today is our record breaking 22nd consecutive day of having snow & ice and various other accumulated winter precipitation items on the ground. That's 22 days for me to come to the conclusion that I FREAKING HATE SNOW. I understand that, compared to more northerly parts of the world, this is nothing, and my Canadian readers are probably laughing at my inability to cope with such a little bit of the white stuff, but let's get this straight: we're just not set up for this sort of thing down here. Normally we'll have a little storm blow through, we'll have ice and/or snow on the ground for a day or two, then it warms up and it all melts away, and this happens two or three times throughout the winter. And it's always a nice, whimsical sort of snowfall. But every few years we'll get a load of winter crap dumped on us, and it always takes us completely by surprise and effectually cripples our society, at least until the roads are all scraped off.

I just don't know how you people who live in South Park or wherever that have to deal with snow for months at a time manage. I'm so sick and tired of having to wear big ugly boots to walk from my car to the office without falling on my arse, and I'm tired of having to watch the weather every night to predict if I'll even be able to leave the house the next morning, and my dogs are tired of not being able to frisk about outdoors. I want to see grass again. I want to see rain without worrying that it's going to freeze. Better yet, I want to see sunshine.

A winter person I am most definitely not.