Winter Has Entered the Building

Winter has finally arrived dear readers, to upstate NY. The snowboarder in me is so excited at seeing all of this white stuff, but the commuter that I am, is weeping. Thank you baby Jesus for All Wheel Drive; it is worth the investment. I always use to say that I could never stand the winters here; that I needed to move down south when I grew up. I do love the warmth of the summer sun, but spending a week in Orlando, FL this past July has basically cured me of any desire to move down south. We get very cold here, but they get very hot, and I personally am not a fan of 100% humidity, 100 degree heat chub rub. Don't get me wrong, come March I will be itching to get out of here. The white will have turned to mushy browns and greys, and we will be in the middle of the third consecutive week of no sunshine. Seasonal Affective Disorder will have settled into my bones. I am learning that I am the type of person that would rather be a little too cold, than a little too hot. Also, my birthday is in the winter (!), Ground Hog's day to be exact. Someday I want to make my way to Punxsutawney, PA to see Phil pop his furry little head out and predict the next few months of weather. 

But for now I will enjoy the clean air, beautiful white landscape, and snow globe-like snow floating down outside my window.