Snow Day

I really wish I enjoyed winter more, that I had a winter hobby like skiing or snowboarding. I wish I looked forward to the first snowfall and every snowfall after that. Instead, I dread snow. Snow reminds me of no summer, less light, no warm walks outside. It reminds me that I have to warm up my car for 15 minutes and then have to spend twice as much on gas. If it wasn't for family and the relative lack of bugs, I'd pack my bags in a heartbeat. Winter is just not my thing.

Yesterday, though, after we got a note from the postman telling us to shovel the walkway (oops!), we bundled all of ourselves up and headed outside. We spent half an hour shoveling (Taylor), eating snow (Nora), and realizing that coat pockets weren't zipped and everything inside them was getting wet (me...ugh). We pulled out the sled and Nora had so much fun getting pulled around the cul-de-sac. When our noses were bright red and our cheeks a little too cold, we had to call it quits. And all I heard while I pulled Nora in the sled back up to the house was "No...no...nooooo!!!" She was soon distracted by all of the snow on the kitchen floor, got on all fours and started to eat it...?! She won't hardly eat food, but she'll jump at the chance to eat snow fresh off the bottom of someone's boots...

I haven't played in the snow in so long. I guess winter isn't always so bad. :)