Well, it's here. The longest night of the year. And our first snow storm. The latest on record they say.
It was a bitch to drive around in with the wind gusting and the defroster on its last legs, and 5 sweaty volleyball players fogging up the windows. But I was glad to be the one driving, as the usual carpool drivers are so young. The deal is I get the sketchy weather days. I prefer it that way, control freak and all.
It sure was good to get home and eat steaming bowls of tomato and chicken rice soup and crusty bread.
Mr. Tucker didn't linger outside long. Maybe he's forgotten how fun snow can be.
Or maybe he just misses his furry coat!
I was planning a bonfire to burn some crap from this year and to celebrate the solstice. It seemed like a great idea when the weather was in the 40's. Tonight, not so much.
No worries. I don't need much of an excuse to have a fire, and I don't expect this to last.
Oh, and about the end of the world crap? It's already tomorrow in Australia and they're fine. This whole end of the world hoopla is so Y2K. Yawn.
Stay warm, and enjoy the extra seconds of daylight that will slowly and surely return to our lives.