The end of the world is near: Snow in NC!!!

The way that the local news channels react to snow, you would think that catastrophe was moments away. "The impending doom of snow will come into our area shortly after midnight, causing widespread panic, shutting down the city, and making drivers loose their wits." Sorry for the gentle teasing, my dear southern friends, but I can't help myself. It does seem a little funny when getting a dusting of snow and freezing temps justifies missing church or school the next day. We can't be too smug about it, though. Our first year in Virginia, we laughed when they cancelled church for a snow storm, but learned our lesson later that day when we slid into a guard rail and damaged our car. Driving in the snow here is more difficult than in Utah: the roads are narrow and winding, they don't have regular snow removal, and the other drivers don't know how to handle snow. I'll also admit that I'm starting to think like a southerner as well. A few years ago, we were in Utah for Thanksgiving. We had planned to go to a movie when it started to snow. My family started to get into the car and I asked if we still wanted to go because of the snow. They looked at me as if I was from another planet and I realized that before I lived in the southeast, I would have never thought twice about changing my plans because of a little snow. If I've gotten soft according to Utah standards, I think it is okay. I'm not sure that I miss the snow that much. It was fun to have a couple of snow days this week. Chris and Davin "played" in the snow (it was more rain then snow at that point and they came back in sopping wet), we had hot chocolate and roasted marshmallows on our natural gas fireplace. The charm of the cold weather is wearing off quickly and I'm looking forward to things warming up again soon so that we can get back to our routine of going to parks and on walks.

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Summer said…

Wow, I'll bet you're not missing the CONSTANT snow we've had here in Utah then. I'm about done with it.
I got pretty thin blood when I lived in California too. 50 degrees made us pull out the winter coats. Here, we had a 40 degree day the other day with the sun shining and we played outside with short sleeves. It's all relative. :)

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