Snow and the Southerner

As a southerner, as soon as I hear that its going to snow...even if its a half an inch....I run to the grocery store and fight off all my neighbors that I'm so nice to in the warmer months for some milk and butter. It's every southerner for themselves in those situations, even if that means that I have to fight them off with a french bread loaf. Since moving to Kansas though, I am surprised at how non-nonchalant these people are about snow. There is no "great race" to the supermarket and school hardly gets called off, even with a foot of snow on the ground. Being from Georgia/NC area, this rocks my world. We call off everything even at the slightest mention of half an inch of snow. We can't drive in these kind of conditions, even though we do get snow every year, because southerners only drive in sunshine really...(I mean really, we can hardly drive in heavy rain...ever seen I-20 during a rainstorm? yikes). So anyways, here, in Kansas last week we had about a foot of snow.

And this week, on top of the snow we just got, we're expecting another foot...And just like a southerner, I like to look at it out my window and play in it for a day...but now I seriously seriously want it to melt. There is a reason why Dante cast Satan chilling in the bottommost layer of hell, in a frozen river chewing on Judas' for eternity. Because snow and ice are evil.