it snows

"I haven't seen snow in years!" I exclaimed, coming into the kitchen this morning, where Céline was morosely eating breakfast. That is, of course, exactly what I said in January, driving through the snow-covered mountains above the Grapevine; and, again, exactly my sentiments a year ago, on my trip to New York and Massachusetts. Well, I'm nothing if not enthusiastic.
Although, looking at both those pictures, I realize that it had snowed, but it was not actually snowing in either instance. So maybe I can accurately say "I haven't seen it snow in years!"

I can understand that my roommate isn't excited. She just got done with months and months of this. She only shook her head when I ran out onto the balcony in my pyjamas to check out the situation.
Whoops, left my bike outside last night.