where i grew up,
snow days meant at least a foot of snow,
dangerously icy roads, and usually a lot of wind. they meant stocking up on bread and milk, planning to have massive drifts block in the driveways for a few days, and gearing up for the serious, bad-boy types of blizzards that could render a person lifeless.
in nashville? not so much.
in this city, if there is so much as word that snow is coming, school is canceled. if there is an inch and half of the sweet, gentle, peacefully-falling kind of snow, stores (like the bank i tried to go to today) lock their doors and send all their employees home by 2 pm. and if a young girl tries to drive to her friend's house around 8 pm when, yes, more snow has accumulated, but no, the roads are not icy and there is not a sliver of a bit of wind, neighbors will worriedly ask,
"you're not driving in this, are you?!"
oh, i love this city. :)