We've been up and down too, Joy. (I'm in CT, close to the NY border.) Snow snow snow rain. Rain rain rain sun. Sun sun sun snow. Fog - you get the picture. I am a dyed in the wool lover of snow and only ever get sick of it when it persists for months on end and gets dirtier, uglier, and the plowed piles begin to ice over.
One of the biggest joys of spring here is being able to go outside without taking 10 minutes to gear up from head to toe. While the dog is going insane: But you said we were going OUTSIDE! I'm ready, why are you so slow? You PROMISED!!!