When I got outside I was horrified. Biff on the other hand, was as happy as a pig in shit.
As I watched him playing around in the snow, I was reminded of the little things that make winter in Montreal so great.
So I decided to forget about how annoying the snow is, and started focusing on how pretty it is instead.
Sure it's borderline denial, but if you're going to survive in Montreal, you're going to have to look on the bright-side of life.