Well, to my heart's delight, another "major" snow storm blanketed St. Louis with, (depending on where you live) you got either 3", or as much as 12" all within a path of no more than 40 miles. As I periodically interject some reference to weather conditions that stupefy our weather callers on this blog, I would not want to be a meteorologist in St. Louis. We St. Louisans are inherently relentless in our quest to obtain accurate and up to the minute predictions of what to wear as we step out the door. Do I wear the Cole Haans or strap on the Timberlands? Will the London Fog protect my new coif, or will the LL.Bean 8 oz. down ParkLane Ridge Parka barely keep me from frost bite? And if you've ever been so unfortunate to be suspended in our fair city during a snow, or even rain storm for that matter, you know way to well, ST. LOUISANS CANNOT DRIVE IN INCLEMENT WEATHER!! Oh, they'll tell you they can, even the ones with the SUV's that you need an oak tree to climb up to get in.
But again, as this post is not a weather commentary but a grown man's childhood predilection for his fondness of snow....and especially to see on the boob tube about 5:00 a.m. (or thereabouts) that his local school district has cancelled classes for the day. So sorry, gotta go back to bed!!
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