Where's the snow patrol?

We've had a lot of snow this winter.  Okay... maybe it's not a lot for Kazakhstan, but for me (having lived in California and Australia for most of my life) it's a lot.  Snow makes me cranky.  It's cold. It's wet.  It makes a mess of the floor.  Most of all, it makes driving in more dangerous than normal... and that's saying something!  Driving in Almaty is an aggressive combat sport and should be done with care.  They invent third lanes on two-lane roads. They stop on the yellow light, but then go BEFORE the green light is on. Who does that?  Michael says that, while most drivers in the world look ahead at the road and see the cars, drivers in Almaty look ahead and see the spaces between the cars -- and then proceed to squeeze into them at speed.  So, on snowy days where the roads are slick and the snow-plows haven't yet done their jobs (where's the snow patrol?), this is a major hazard.  The snow melts and then freezes into a thick layer of ice, causing us to skid around corners even when we're only going about 5 or 10 km/h.  The other day, we tried to get out of our garage (under the building) and they hadn't shoveled it correctly.  I can still smell the burning rubber.   Have I mentioned that I love my husband?  He does all the driving here.  And he's good at it!