Thursday came and they started talking about the snow, which mattered little because my dear, sweet husband and I were away celebrating our 8th anniversary.
(Thank you Grandmom and Pop-Pop!!)
As an aside... Melting Pot & The Borgota..'nuff said!
Friday came and the snow started.

Saturday came and we had to miss my highlight of the year,
the Annual Family Christmas Party.
Because of the snow.

Sunday came and church was canceled.
Because of all the snow.

Monday came and school was canceled.
Still, the snow.

I feel like I've been living in this perpetual weekend slump.
I don't really like snow.

Once a winter I'll take a few inches, for the kids.
I find 24" to be overwhelming and a bit oppressive.
I'm considering using my hairdryer in an effort to start melting the mountains of snow.
Good thing: The Little People loved it a TON.
Bad thing: I'm pretending it is gone now. I've washed all their snow gear and put it away until next winter.













































