We are just having our first real taste of winter weather — there were flurries this morning, and the dogs didn’t appreciate me taking their picture and not just letting them in already, darn it. Well, Katie was pretty annoyed, but she’s kind of a princess.
It was just flurries today, but the forecast was calling for 2-4 inches tomorrow into Saturday. I’m resolving not to complain so much about the wather this winter. I mean, I live in Iowa, right? I should just get over it, already.
Remind me of that in about a month, OK?
My sanguine* attitude about the snow may also have something to do with the fact that we have been so darned lucky this fall. It has been unusually mild — the boys only started wearing their winter coats on Monday, and this is really the first time we’ve actually seen any snow. There might have been a few odd flakes, but until now? Nothing.
Also, for the last two winters, I had the shop, and had to drag my sorry behind down to it in lots of weather that I would have preferred to avoid. Yes, I am a little bit gleeful about getting to stay home this winter.
Today was one of those days when I had five different things on my calendar, and unfortunately some of them were 20 minutes away and overlapped others. Unfortunately, none of them involved me finishing the quilt on the frame. Maybe tomorrow.
*I had to look sanguine up to make sure I was using it properly: the dictionary.com definition says cheerfully optimistic, hopeful, or confident. If I were you, I would try to work that into conversation. If you do, please let me know how it went.