To us, cold is 40 degrees. So there is no way we get this much snow, or even ice. If we're lucky we get freezing rain and run out to the nearest Kroger to stock up on bread and milk. Seriously.
Not that I mean to complain. I enjoy our Indian Summers in January, but you can't make snow angels in soggy leaves.
Regardless of local climate, what you can do is dress like a lumber jack! I'm not sure I've ever seen a lumber jack in 3 inch H&M boots, but otherwise spot-on, no?
And what does every self-respecting lumberjack have? You guessed it. A mustache, be it real (swoon) or permanent marker. You can't weld an axe without one.
And what does every self-respecting Cajun (or part-Cajun) girl do when she gets a southern chill? Makes herself a bowl of gumbo. Yum!
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