Snow? YES, PLEASE!
I'm sure it's because all my memories of snow come from my childhood, when we lived in northern Virginia. Snow is a very different thing when you're a child, versus when you're an adult with adult responsibilities and no such thing as snow days.
Here in Dallas, Texas, our winter weather is schizophrenic. In the morning, it might be 40 degrees and wet, and by late afternoon, it's 75 degrees and sunny. That whiplash weather results in the most awful sinus infections...
Every few years, we get an ice storm - not snow, but ice, where actual ice falls from the sky and melts and re-freezes in these giant sheets of ice across the roads and driveways and sidewalks and outdoor steps. You can drive on snow, but you simply can't drive on ice. So the whole city shuts down. My employer's policy was to bring your laptop home with you every night, and if it was dangerous to drive from wherever you lived, simply connect to the VPN and telecommute.
Ah, what I wouldn't give for a good snow day...
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