The variety of weather we get here is one of the only reasons remaining for me to actually enjoy living in Philadelphia.
This weekend we were hit with upwards of 17 inches of snow. I love that. And this pretty much assure us of a white Christmas because there is no way all of this will melt before Friday.
Although, it may be more of a murky, grey Christmas if the snow becomes that mushy, slushy crap that heavy traffic and rock salt usually turn it into.
Eh, oh well. For now, I'm enjoying staying inside and watching movies.