I haven't actually seen my driveway for several weeks now. I can never get the snow off the driveway before people use it to make a U-turn after ignoring the "Dead End" sign a block earlier. Some vehicles with wider tires (envision a red pickup with loud pipes) prefer to use my yard to make their U-turn. Sometimes I can't push away the recurrent dreams of land mines & IEDs that come with these tire tracks.
Then I remember that my best friend and fellow cyclist Big Jim drives a pickup. I guess they're not all driven by hoodlums and deadbeats.
Anyway, your dreams might run more towards a white Christmas, so here's to all of you having a brown one: