I like it.
Yeah, you heard me right. I like driving in the snow.
Ok, don't get me wrong, I hate driving among other stupid people who don't know how to drive in the snow.
I'm sure it helps that now that I have a 4 wheel drive, I'm feeling a little more confident out there on the slick roads.
I think the immature kid in me comes out when I drive after/during a snow storm. If there's not much traffic on the road, I like to drive as far to the edge of the road as possible, where the plow hasn't come, and slosh through the virgin snow banks. I like to make my own tracks.
And when I turn a corner, I like to gun the gas a little bit, so I kinda fishtail.
I get all giddy when the car starts to slip a little bit.
There is a huge part of me that wants to go to the church parking lot and do doughnuts. I resist, because, you know, I'm 30 and I need to behave myself, and act mature. But I really want to.
Also, after a huge rain storm and there are big puddles on the shoulder of the road, I just can't resist driving straight through them. I just can't help myself. There is something about that huge splash on both sides of the car that just brings me pure joy.
It's the little things in life that make me happy!
(Thanks to google for all the pictures)