This was one of those weekends. It was one that starts out with so much free time ahead of you that you think it can never end, and then it does. And you look back and wonder why it had to go so fast. We shopped, we ate, we played tennis, we read books, and we gave the apartment the best deep cleaning it’s seen since we moved in. And then it snowed.
There’s something about the first snow of the winter. It somehow makes the cold more bearable, even when you’ve only had 1.5 days of air under 40 degrees. Yes, we’re really thankful that winters here are mild, and I kissed Kyle three times today for not moving us to Minnesota. Then we played the accent game and batted around different versions of “Minnesota… Minnesota… Minnesota…” I won of course, because I practice accents all the time when talking to the sister. When you can’t quite find the words to express how much you love someone, accents will often do the trick.
Aaaaand the baby isn’t ours (gotcha!), but a huge congrats to Jason and Angie who are having this little peanut today. Cheers to bitty munchkins and crossed fingers for short labors!
Has it snowed yet where you live?