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[queerbychoice]

We Sacramentans are such wimps about bad weather. It's true, we are having a rainstorm, and the wind is so noisy that it kept me awake almost all night, and the wind is so strong that when I drove to work this morning I had to circle around several huge five-foot-high garbage cans that the wind had blown off the sidewalk into the middle of the street. But really, it's not a hurricane. Where but here would people be getting sent home from work early because of this weather?

Other people have to drive through snowstorms to get to work, but I just got sent home from work an hour early because of this rainstorm. This makes me so happy to live here.

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[chiasmata]

You want to try living in England when it's snowy.

When I was 7 years old, we had maybe 6 inches of snow one morning (bear in mind that I was only very young and it was probably much less than that), and school was dismissed at lunchtime because of it. We got the next day off, as well.

At secondary school, it would snow a tiny amount and the buses would be sent to collect the kids who lived out near the coast.

Last winter, the south-east had "severe" snowstorms and people got stuck on the motorway overnight because the road hadn't been gritted and it was frozen solid.

Mind you, a few summers ago we had a week or so of unusually hot weather, and the tarmac on one of the region's trunk roads melted.

And don't even get us started on 1987's hurricane!!

:-)

PS: Sorry for posting this twice - forgot to use the "snowy" picture (of the lanes near our house during last winter's snowy weather) and it had to be done!!