I jumped in my car, looking at the clock considering the 45 minute drive ahead of me and said, yah an extra 15 minutes will be good in this light snow. As I got to the end of the block that light snow wasn't so light anymore. As I got on the freeway I thought, hrm, this could get bad. Slipping and sliding around I started considering the drive home today. If 2 inches had fallen in 45 minutes, I might be fighting 5-8 inches or more on the drive home. "WHAT AM I DOING!?!?"
I threw on the GPS and took a side street, heading back toward roads I knew. As I reached the first stoplight, I look ahead of me down the side street of a local neighborhood. White. Lots of White. So much white, I couldn't see where the road was. THEY WERN'T KIDDING ABOUT SNOW IN MN!
Sure, winter was cold. There was some snow in there too. But get a cold and warm front running into each other and the snow COMES DOWN. Nothing left to do but find somebody willing to have a snowball fight and call it a day. That and write a couple papers for class.
So for all of you in the land of tall green fir trees, in the great north west...enjoy your balmy 45 degrees and rain. I'm gonna watch and see how much snow actually comes down!

~soundguy