January 7: I don't understand people who mock the South for our inability to handle snow. I mean, you Northerners go ahead and pat yourselves on the back for your ability to drive in snow while I spend the next 48 hours lying in bed drinking hot cocoa and watching a Gilmore Girls marathon.
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Two days later: Dear snow and ice, I've enjoyed the lazy days we've spent together, but now I need to be able to back out of my driveway. It's time for you to go.
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