So, yes, here I sit cold and it is only Fall.
I am coming from South Mississippi, where below 40 is Winter and if it snows at all, everything shuts down. South Mississippi doesn't do cold. South Mississippi doesn't know what it really means to be cold. Needless to say, I, a Southerner my whole life, does not know what it really means to be cold, and neither does Becca. But let me tell you this for sure. We may not know what it means to be cold, but we do know that of what we know, we ARE cold!
It has not snowed here just yet, but there is talk of some flurries at the end of this week. I plan to chronicle what it is like for a true Southerner, who doesn't really know anything about snow, to live in the Northeast's grueling snow.
I live one hour from Buffalo, one hour from Canada, and 15 minutes south of Lake Ontario. I live in an area that had over 100 inches of snow last year. I live in a place that has crossing signs posted for snowmobiles. I live in a place where it begins snowing at the end of October and doesn't stop until sometime in May. It will be cold, and I will no doubt have some great stories.
Snowy season...here we come...we are Southerners in the Snow!
