So once again, I find myself stuck in the NorthEast, and once again, it's gonna snow! I LOVE it when it's snowing. In my list of ten or twenty perfect days one of them would be sitting in my parent's living room, which had huge floor to ceiling glass doors, and snuggling up under a pile of blenkets while watching it snow outside. There's just something about falling snow, so white and pure, so cleansing.

But... it hasn't started yet. And I know it's not gonna start until later tonight. But it certainly is grey and cloudy outside. So every few minutes, like an child waiting for xmas morning, I sneak over to the window to see if it's started yet. And on every trip to the window, I stop by the refrigerator in the kitchen on the way back, so I'm sure I've gained like 10 pounds so far today.

In the words of Willy Wanka: "The suspense is killing me... I hope it lasts!"

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