I loved snow, but I hated shoveling, I hated the fact that it was always me (Aldric was working a schedule where he didn't have to be at work until 11, and he had a 4Runner and so didn't need shoveled...) shoveling, and I hated that I had to be telepathic (a prophet?) and set the alarm an hour or two early in order to get up in time to shovel and not be late to work. (I had finally decided to get a snowblower the winter before we moved to CA.)

I learned to drive in the stuff in North Carolina, amazingly (I figured those of us driving school buses would be fine if they'd get the idiot cars off the road...), and honed my skills in Massachusetts.

There are days I miss it. Honest.