When the mere mention of "snow" appears in the news, images like this pop into my loved one's heads, making their hearts skip with anticipation:
When I hear "snow," my heart skips, too, but in terror, because THESE are automatically the first images I see in my head:
Yes, I realize I'm a grinch. That doesn't make the idea of driving in the snow any less terrifying.
When I was a kid, I loved snow. I also didn't have to drive. The more I think about it, the more I realize that snow is really a kid thing - no responsibilities, nowhere to go, nothing more pressing than sledding to attend to. :)
Once you have places you have to go, and people that are counting on you, snow just becomes an obstacle. *sigh* Don'tcha hate growing up?