Midwest. I just don't care if people have grass or not. Why should it bother me? I save my petty grievances for people looking at me the wrong way, or having oddly colored hair or facial piercings.
Those are the worst. You can take out the shit in your face or dye your hair, but there's no getting away from a neck tattoo.
I will go further...a chick with visible tattoos. Not like little flowers or hearts but big old fugly ones. Mental illness.
No. There's still about a foot of snow covering it. Down from about 8' though so we're making progress. The kids are gone. I've got a big old empty nest now shiv. And I love every inch of it.