I have snow envy.

All we got down here was a lousy 1/4 inch of snow followed by a bunch of rain/sleet/freezing rain. What a let-down! The tv keeps taunting me with its snow total graphics, and Binghamton thumbs its nose at me as if it thinks it's cock of the snow-covered walk! 10-18 inches it is supposed to get/have gotten! Meanwhile Plainsboro's official total for the year must be about 4 inches.

I'm not joking about the snow envy, by the way. I literally feel a combination of anger, frustration, sadness, and general anxiety when I see the satellite pictures where I'm in the pink zone, and well out of the white zone. Last night I looked out the window every ten minutes to see if our fortunes had changed: "no, it's still freezing rain... if that." Is it normal to be so emotionally affected by the weather? ALL I'M ASKING FOR IS SOME FREAKIN' SNOW!