own it came.Not very hard. Not very much. It didn't even stick...though it was coming down for two hours.
But still. Down it came. And I loved it.
The holiday season can't really begin until it snows. It just doesn't feel right. Which is strange, considering I spent the first twenty years of my life in a place where we were lucky to get below 65 degrees by Christmas.
Maybe that's why. I have a subconscious need to make up for twenty years of white-less Christmases.
(Speaking of which, snow always puts me in the mood for White Christmas. So, in it went into the VCR. I can recite the whole movie. I can. Try me.)
I'm blessed to live in a cold, snowy place.
Ditto!
ReplyDeleteAh...I was in love with Danny Kay.
ReplyDeleteI might not have the line quite right, but my favorite line went something like, "You don't think I'd go around throwing myself at a man do you??!" LOL!
Today got down to 67. It was COLD!!! I don't deal well with cold. Can you tell? Emily tells me that I am not made for winter. I think she is right.
ReplyDeletePansy.
ReplyDeleteYou know it! And I will fully admit it. I am not ashamed.
ReplyDeleteI love a good snow. For me it's just a waste of time if it doesn't stick, though.
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