We have a love-hate relationship.
I love you when I’m inside, looking at you through a window.
I hate you when I’m outside, digging my car out from underneath you.
I love you when you’re light and fluffy…
I hate you when you arrive via blizzard, and make me feel like I’m in a wind tunnel when I try to shovel you.
[I wish my hair looked like that all the time]
Snow, I love that you did not interfere with my diner brunch date with Dara:
Where I ordered Eggs Florentine, minus the hollandaise sauce:
And ate almost the entire plate. 🙂
I also love that an hour-and-a-half of shoveling provided me with an amazing workout.
Time to drink tea and read more magazines! I’m having a great mini-vacation at my parents’ house.
What do you love/hate about snow? Were you snowed in?
Have a great Tuesday! <3