Sunday Snow...and more snow, and even more snow
Waking up to a literal winter wonderland on a day you don't have to drag your carcass to work is a bit of a gift. The snow is falling in giant, practically perfect flakes. The ground is completely white now. Yesterday it wasn't. There's almost no wind. The Christmas tree is lit, there are presents beneath it, the house is quiet, and coffee is coming. Now we just need our Zed. Zo's the roux in our collective gumbo. Without le Zed things can be kinda tasteless.
All this snow reminds me that I'm in dire need to snow pants and some serious winter boots. I suppose I'll need to indulge, but those are such bummers to drop loot on. We need a good sled. Don't have one. I'd like to re-invest in skis since I sold mine...all of them. Another three pairs of flannel lined chinos would be schweeeet. Alas, all of that costs good dough, and I'd rather jump in the lake than drop that much money on that kind of stuff...stuff being the key word. I'd like to enjoy less clutter in my life, and buying things is no means to that end. Right now I think I'll just enjoy the snow, get ready to get Zed, and be happy that there are three stockings hanging these days, where there used to be two.
It's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.