Where I come from, you can survive winter with a windbreaker and a pair of flip flops. Sometimes you even wear long pants.
Southern California is like that. In January, the average low temperature is 50 degrees. People surf on Christmas Day. I grew up near the beach in La Jolla, so I know these things.
The days pretty much look the same from one season to the next. I use the word season loosely.
When I moved to Oklahoma a couple of summers ago, I was not prepared for the unrelenting heat that nearly drove my pregnant wife insane. Good times.
I certainly wasn't prepared when winter arrived early this year. Not by a long shot.
It's not like I came here with blinders on. My family hails from this state and I visited frequently before moving here. I even went to OU for a few semesters back in the ... a long time ago.
Yeah, it got cold. And I wasn't prepared then, either.
But usually I was only staying for a couple of days and then it was back to San Diego, or Los Angeles, or wherever I was living at the time.
When that last storm brought subfreezing temperatures and left ice on the ground for several days, I realized just how ill-equipped I was.
I do not own gloves. Or snow boots. Or a down jacket. I do have a scarf but I think my nearly 2-year-old daughter might have thrown it in the trash with some other stuff we sure could use.