Snow Day

I grew up in the mountains and weathered a Boston winter, so it would be easy to laugh at the havoc wreaked by a few inches of snow in the Triangle today. Still, whether it's two inches or two feet, there are few things more magical than waking up to peek out the bedroom window and seeing a blanket of fresh snow where the night before there had been nothing but brown, withered grass and barren trees. This is our third winter in NC and our first real snow here. The weatherman has made promises in the past but nothing has ever materialized beyond a few flurries blowing around. Doubtful that anything would happen this time around, but never one to be unprepared, I hit the grocery store anyway to make sure we were stocked up on our snow day essentials: chocolate and alcohol.

Jason's office was closed and I was able to work from home, so we spent the day together sipping hot chocolate, laughing at Olive freaking out in the snow, watching the inauguration, opening a bottle of prosecco in the afternoon and toasting to our hopes for the future. What a great day. Cheers!