It is highly doubtful that we will have to be wishing for a white Christmas. It is here and will stay for a while (unless someone sends some crazy rain storm and some hot weather up this way--anyone? anyone??)
At first I kept positive.
It is really pretty and romantic to be inside watching the blizzard pelting at your window when you have your Christmas decorations up and your fireplace and hot chocolate on.
The first shoveling of the year was fun too . . . great exercise . . . for the first 20 minutes. And not so great the next day when I was so sore and had another foot to shovel. And then another foot that night.
Happy thoughts of sledding expeditions and ski days came to mind.
But they all fleeted fast when we ran out of groceries and couldn't find our car under the snow. Or when Brad had to drive on the slippery roads.
And the sledding, well, my kids have been taking turns passing illness around so we haven't had much of that.
Not to mention the frigid temperatures. (Is there a rule that you either get bone-chilling cold with no snow or mild temps and a dumping of snow??) Even being inside with hot chocolate, the fireplace on, and the thermostat cranked to 73 isn't taking the bite away.
So, if anyone has yet to get us a Christmas present, I have a few suggestions:
1) A Snowblower (please, oh, please!)
2) An all-wheel drive car for me. :)
3) (Okay, so that last one was a stretch, but at the very least . . . ) Snow tires. For the van.
4) A warm weathered vacation?? (Can't blame a girl for trying!)
5) A snuggie . . . per Jackson's request. :)