Winter

I'm currently snuggled up in bed with a cup of lemsip debating with myself over whether or not I like winter. There seems to be nothing better than being in the warmth on a cold winters day, sat by the fire watching TV. But these good things surely don't mean I enjoy winter? If I enjoyed it I'd be out there in the cold weather, instead of protecting myself from it.
We have heavy snow at the moment. It looks pretty and there is the possibility it will cancel sixth form but that's all there is to it. Some people enjoy playing in the snow, going sledging and snowballing each other. I personally hate it, why would you choose to go outside and freeze whilst throwing lumps of ice at each other? It's one of the things that is beyond me.
The one thing about winter and snow that completely baffles me is the fact that people crave a "white Christmas". Surely having snowfall on Christmas puts a downer on the day...family and friends may be unable to travel to you, it's dangerous and can cost lives. So why do people really want a white Christmas? I suppose it's due to media marketing...all the Christmas adverts and songs feature two S's. Santa and snow. It seems we can't have one without the other. When we receive Christmas cards they are often adorned with snowy scenes, but snow isn't Christmas.
So basically I've just ranted about snow and Christmas. I feel like I'm suffering from insanity now but I had to get it off my chest to people who may actually feel the same way.