When you wake up Sarurday morning with a fresh snow cover and it’s snowing, the morning weenie poking through your jammies, it’s a young boy’s dream turned to reality....nothing else matters.
I pick on them but anyone paying attention to their winter forecasts knows. They choke on big events and can’t get smaller events right. It’s amazing the amount of knowledge and resources they have there... and yet, they continuously butt fumble.