Those of you who know me well know that I have a love / hate relationship with Atlanta. What can I say, I long for the West, it is just part of who I am. Atlanta has grown on me quite a bit over the 8 years that Sarah and I have called it home, and on March 1st this year it snowed quite a bit, seemingly as another reminder that it isn't all bad all the time here in the South. It was almost like living in a place with an actual winter, at least for one day. Because it was probably 60 degrees the very next day, I didn't have to remember how much I don't miss shoveling.