Bah Humbugers!

Growing up in middle america..ahem...dubuque, Iowa to be precise. I didn't know just how good I had it. I used to dread the winter months because it equaled snow and frigid temperatures.

After moving away at 18 and eventually flying south at age 20, I miss that snow now more than ever. 8 years later I craze that winter wonderland. Especially when its 80 degrees outside and there is an abundance of xmas lights on palm trees. Yea, its pretty--but its not the same.

In just a short few weeks, I'll get my "fix" and then like clock-work, be ready to come back to the warmer temps.

I guess there is something to be said about "Home for the Holidays". And boy, I can't wait.