Several years ago, we had a big Christmas Eve snow (17") .... two days later, we headed for Wilmington to see our mothers. Got all the way there with no problems ..... but couldn't get into Wilmington .... they were still snowed in a week later.
That was the year that Wilmington got more snow than any city in the state ..... several of these coastal storms came up .... the beaches got clobbered and inland stayed dry.
Believe me, I understand how you feel. I was born and raised in South Carolina. I had the same childlike love for snow that all southerners have, once. Then I joined the Navy and went to boot camp in Great Lakes Illinois. I still vividly remembet that November day when the flakes started falling, and falling... and falling. We southerners were crowded up to the barracks windows with out noses against the glass watching the snow accumulate. We saw the officer walking down the snow covered sidewalk in front of the barracks. We saw him slip and fall. We roared with laughther. Then we saw him look up at us, jump up and run into our barracks. Then the CHIEF came in and told us where the snow shovels were.
I tell you what. That snow might look nice covering a southern country landscape, but a few hours on the blister end of a snow shovel every day for a month will change your mind forever.