I hate the snow. I have never enjoyed it. It's cold and wet and not something I wanted to deal with. I've hated snow since I was a kid and the one who everyone decided needed to be the one who went out and shoved the five hundred yard long drive-way we had when I was growing up.   So why did I let them talk me into going to the Winter Carnival?   I was also tired of being alone.   I'd been alone for over a year. My ex had...