Dude. I know you have had snow in DC. I get it. Oooh, big snow. Snowmageddon, snowpocalypse. Well, I live where there is snow for at least six months a year. Not just inches. Feet. Yards. Meters for you international folks out there. I'm thinking here, snow in November? (yup), December (yup), January (yup), February (yup), March (yup), April (yup, sometimes even big storms on April Fools Day).
Last night it snowed big huge flakes. We call them Lake Effect Snow. Wayne Mahar, the meteorologist on the TV news calls them (infuriatingly) "Lake-feck", as in "Well, we have more Lakefeck snow expected." So I shovel and I shovel and today I shoveled some more. And now it's snowing again.
As an aside, I need I new swimsuit this year. Do you know exactly how pale my anglo-saxon legs are after being under-cover with all this Lake-feck? Lets just say, imagine you froze some chicken breasts, then thawed them, then microwaved them. Yeah, that color. My legs are the color of microwaved chicken. Lovely picture, isn't it? Now, who wouldn't be excited to go swimsuit shopping for a Lake-feck suit? Maybe the color of, say, barbecue sauce or ketchup.
Friggin' Upstate NY!