You know those people who hate snow? Those people who have moved from colder climates and mock us Las Vegans when we get all excited about the slightest snowfall? I now understand where they're coming from. Fresh powder is indeed beautiful, but I certainly don't want to deal with it in my everyday life.
I have to give it up to Jason for busting out the snow blower and clearing up around my car yesterday morning. At the time, we weren't sure if I was even going to be able to leave. But if he didn't do all this ahead of time, I wouldn't have been able to jet as quickly as I did when we found out that I-40 had reopened. Once mother nature gave me that window, I booked it and got the heck out of dodge. Or in this case, Flagstaff, Arizona.