…then the snow came

It’s that time of year, people folk. It snowed. SNOWED. As in, snow in my hair and stuck to my jacket….snow. When I got hom, I immediately went to the basement and pulled my hats and gloves and mittens out of their storage carton.

I’ve been putting that off for the last few weeks. On some level, I think if I don’t acknowledge winter by getting out my warm clothes, it won’t come. Silly? Yes. The way my brain works? Also, yes.

Hi, Jan!

Poor guy. He must be cold.

See that at the base of the tree? A bit of the white stuff stuck around for a second. This doesn’t bode well.

In other news, I’m off to Honduran food for dinner tonight. Tomorrow morning, I’m running a 5K (brrr!) and heading north for dinner with my mom, oma, and other random relations. It should be a great weekend!

I’ll be back Sunday with a race recap πŸ™‚ I’m planning on having to bundle up hardcore. The temps at 9 am tomorrow are predicted to be sub-freezing. Wish me luck!

3 thoughts on “…then the snow came

    • I’m not going to lie, it can be fun. I really love skiing and snowshoeing πŸ™‚ But the day to day freezing cold temps, having to scrape the ice off your windshield, and snow getting into everything really gets old after a bit!

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