When I agreed to move from my life-long Los Angeles home earlier this year, one of the things I looked forward to about moving to the east coast was getting some actual weather! We got to the DC area in the late summer, and I can say that I actually got to experience a few decent thunder storms. But now that summer has long passed, and winter is nearly here, I’ve been anxiously awaiting some quality cold weather. And most importantly, I’ve been waiting for it to snow so that I can go out in my yard or on my deck to enjoy it, rather than having to drive up into a distant mountain range.
Instead, what I get is an “unseasonably warm” December so far. What gives? I had no desire to bring the drought out here with me. I keep looking at the long-range weather forecasts on The Weather Channel, but not a flake of snow appears to be in sight, at least for the next 15 days.
Now, I know some of you are thinking that I’m going to jinx it by even raising the issue. To which I say, I DAMN WELL HOPE SO! That’s exactly my goal. Don’t like it? You can throw a snowball at me, as soon as that becomes an option.
As soon as we get some here you can have it. We got a bit a few weeks ago, which is gone now, and as far as I’m concerned I wouldn’t mind one bit if we didn’t get another flake all winter.
To me it may as well be called “white mud from the sky”. Messy to drive in, a pain to shovel, makes a mess in your car, makes a mess in your house. Blech!
(I really need to move back south)
My five-year-old daughter is getting increasingly annoyed when she wakes up every morning and there’s STILL no snow. “But it’s December!” “I know, honey.”
You have much to learn about East Coast winters, Grasshopper. If you’re anywhere near the ocean, you generally don’t get any significant snow in December, because the ocean is not yet cold enough. Gulf Stream and all that. January is when real winter happens (unless you get an El Nino winter).
