I have always known something about myself. I am a mild
weather kind of girl. Not too hot, not too cold, and I’m peachy. I’ve always
told Michael I have no interest in staying anywhere it snows longer than a 1-2
day vacation. Fast forward to today, when I’m living at a house that’s covered
in snow and ice…and I don’t hate it!
Michael warned me that it was going to snow, but I kept
thinking it would just be a light sprinkling that wouldn’t stick. Boy was I
wrong – the sky dumped 6 inches within hours and our house transformed into a
freezing winter wonderland.
Michelle loves it. Every time her eye catches the bright
white landscape that is our backyard, she yells “SNOW!” which sounds more like ‘nnyo!”
She loves watching the deer sleep in the snow in our yard, and danced in the
falling snowflakes. She never cried when snow got in her Uggs, and laughed when
I threw snow in the air above her head.
Charlie actually liked the snow and ran like a madman all
over the yard. He did start to whimper after about 45 minutes, but it was
freezing and he doesn’t have snow boots ;-)
Michael’s been working in the snow, and his work truck is a
rear wheel drive (the worst thing to drive in the snow), so he’s been driving
my Subaru to work. Great for him - it’s the best car ever (Forester – with all-wheel
drive), but not so great for us because we’ve been stranded during the day. It
actually wasn’t too bad; I ended up online shopping and getting a ton of Xmas
stuff out of the way.
Today we got home from a weekend in the Bay Area to find the
snow is melting. I’m sad to see it go, but happy that we’ll be able to safely
drive around town without the threat of accident at every turn. I just wish we
made a snowman when we had the chance!
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