I think this snow storm is a flop. I feel gypped. When it snows I have the right to do what pleases me. I would hate to live where it's always sunny. Miss watching how bad the storm will be, stockpiling supplies, building fires. Maybe it's a carryover from no school days, but it is a gift. The one day I can forget the to do list and paint for myself. Then again I could plan my summer garden.