To be honest, as much as I love heavy snow, this December has been pretty nice. No blowing or back-straining shoveling, no bundling up, can wear Crocs outside, etc. I actually kinda liked yesterday's light rain event. Sure, I'll geek out the next time a big snowstorm approaches, but if this continued all winter, I would not hate it. I guess this is what happens when you approach 50 years old.