I was born and raised in Minnesota.
One of my sisters lived out west of Minneapolis for years. I always went to visit her during the summer. Except for that one year when I decided that I was going to go visit her for Christmas. I had a good heavy coat and stuff, and had the brainy idea to UPS them up to her a week or so before I arrived. Christmas season shipping that I didn't plan for meant I got off the plane up there, and my coat and stuff were still in transit. They showed up just in time to pack in the suitcase to come home.
Neeways, we went straight to some store downtown, and I bought coat, hat, and gloves. That's when she announced that we went downtown to buy the coat because she wanted me to see some Christmas parade that Minneapolis has outside in the middle of December. I stood and shivered for what seemed like an eternity. Granted, I left home where it was 70 degrees, and got off the plane where it was in the 20s, so I was having more than a little climate-shock as it was. I was dying. A cop stopped while we were standing with all the other folks on the curb of whatever street it was, and he talked to me for a few minutes The first comment out of his mouth was, "you're not from around here are you." Nice enough guy, but I told him that whoever came up with the idea for the outdoor parade during the winter needed to be taken out back and beaten. He started laughing and walked off saying something about "crazy Texan."
The next night, my sister decided that we were all going Christmas caroling with some of their friends. I kept her friends laughing because I'd make up stupid songs to sing between the houses like "I'd like to be home for Christmas where it's not 10 degrees" instead of the usual I'll Be Home song. By the time I left a week later, I told her if she wanted to see me at Christmas time again, she'd have to come to Texas because there was no way I was going back up there during the winter again.
I actually lived in Chicago for 5 years at one point. Everyone always laughed at me because I carried a jacket with me from September to May. As I started into what would have been my 6th winter up there, we got an early snow in mid-October. That morning, I went to my boss' office as soon as I walked into the building, and hardly told him good morning before I let him know that, when I went home for Thanksgiving a month later, I wasn't coming back. I had had it with cold weather, snow, and ice.
I'll take the blast furnace summers we have in Texas any day over whatever the heck it is y'all get up north during the winter. I can always turn the a/c down, but there were days up there I'd have 4 shirts on and the heater running non-stop and still be shivering. lol