I still enjoy the snow.

-12 degrees right now, snowed in to the house, about 14 inches of snow on the ground and I still love the snow.

Although I do miss the days of youth when a snow day meant an actual snow day of hot chocolate, snowmen and sledding. Now snow days mean shoveling, snow blowing and working from home in comfortable clothes with no reason at all to have to brush my hair. Not quite the same… but I still like the snow.

I appreciate my 4-wheel drive jeep that gets me through any weather, my warm clothes and house and the fact that, to date, the power has stayed on keeping us safe and warm.

It didn’t dawn on me until after my 3rd round snowblowing yesterday that I didn’t even consider playing in the snow this year. Just got down to business clearing the snow and ran back in the house for some coffee and swiss cake rolls (some childhood things never change, obviously).

To make up for the lack of fun yesterday, we enjoyed a nice dinner tonight with a glass of wine and I roasted marshmallows over the fire in the family room. Because, what else would you do on a snowy night when it’s not fit for man nor beast outside?