We’re in the heart of snow reminiscence season–the time before Christmas when even the most hardened snow hater has a tendency to love the fluffy white stuff. I wrote a little article about it in the Huffington Post recently.
The point of the article wasn’t necessarily to mock those who love snow, but to make the point that it’s not a very practical thing to want snow until Christmas when most snow falls after Christmas. Enjoy snow throughout the entire winter.
I will say this, though. I do have a tendency to poke some fun at the six-week obsession that Christmas has become. No holiday can possibly live up to the expectations established by such a prolonged period of anticipation, and I think we would be better off looking for contentment more from within than from a holiday.