Today is a great day.
I woke up with a warm puppy. My Hub’s hand was warm on my breast as we snuggled up like spoons. Eventually, he got up and ready for work. The boys left. Babygirl left. I turned on the television to catch the news before getting out of bed.
Snow showers. Yes, that’s what the weatherdude called it. Oh they’ll just blow right through and easy peasy, no problems. I got up, and dressed. I put on Bandit’s jacket and my own and stepped out for his morning pee.
We had full-on snow. Bandit can’t find grass and therefore, he cannot poop. I’m currently waiting for him to figure something out. I had to sweep the walkway because the kids were still coming.
The air was cold but not too bad. (Thanks to Dave, my head was hugged by an artificial duck!) I love it like that.
I love my neighborhood in the snow. The traffic alongside my house is muffled to a “shuuusshh” as the cars roll through the intersection. I can’t see the leaves all over my yard. And the trees which have been nearly an eyesore due to the lack of leaves are arrayed in white glory. This, my friends, is the best part of living in area full of trees. Nothing is ugly. All the scars are erased.
And since everyone is at work, I can stand at my door, cup of coffee in hand, and watch the flakes fall.
Until I walk out the door again……
Then I will be the flake that is falling.