A friend has "superstitions" about the winter fronts which (strangely) haven't been too far off the mark, but do take the fun out of expectation:
1) The first front is always a fizzer.
2) Best cold front arrives on Mothers day
Ahhh.. cold fronts - I so enjoy their ferocity, not getting sunburnt to heck, morning glories, warm northerlies, associated swell, yet the random arrival/dissappearance/gusts/wind shifts can drive ya crazy!