Fangirl Session: Snow

I love the snow.
I love it.
Completely.

A few weeks ago, I was feeling down. Because it was the beginning of Winter and there was not a single flake falling from the sky. A long impeding day had just unwinded. And finally, as I was settling into bed,
It began to snow.

So I put on some warmer clothes and dashed outside. The confused, slightly deranged part of me took over that night, and it was very confused. All of this frozen stuff was falling from the sky. And it was edible. And pretty. So, not knowing how to respond, I sort of just dropped by the side of the road and began rolling around on the ground like a catnip-spiked cat. I have the attention span of a three-year-old.

My brother had said that the snow was going to be about two inches high by the next morning. So, content for the moment, I went back to sleep and waited for my morning joy.

The next morning I awoke to find this:

And that just sort of ruined my day.

xoxo--Crazy