We got about a foot of snow the day before Thanksgiving -- and dang it, almost all of it has melted. WTF is going wrong?? We usually have a foot or two on the ground by now. . .
I doff my parka hood to you, Jon.
I was ALWAYS a big time, winter sports and outdoors guy. I could not stand the heat (say, over 78 degrees, 25 C for our metric friends) and did not mind the cold. Outdoor hockey, while it was snowing; river fishing, in what was called "a blizzard"; 30 mile bike rides in 20 degree (-7 C) cold; etc.
But then, something happened. I turned 50, and some sort of "switch" got flipped. Cold was no longer "ignorable". AND THEN, I turned 60 . . . . . and another switch got flipped. You get the idea.
Yes, I COULD "tough it out", most of my children live here, in the snow belt. But the cold, combined with the worsening spending/taxing situation here in Illini nation, well, I paid to build the state once, I'm not going to pay "twice". So it's "relocation" for us. BUT, probably not going to be your neighbor in Skandia for retirement.
I want the "beat a dead reindeer" icon, get in the holiday spirit . . . . . .

Shiveryboy