From Friday morning into Saturday night, twenty two inches of snow fell on top of a preexisting three inches. Wednesday they're calling for another foot. And we all die a little more inside.
Actually, this past snow storm was the best yet. Five of us got snowed in at a friends house, and we watching endless movies, did various activities including balloon animals and jewelry making, played a bunch of games, and literally did not stop eating from the time we got there until we left just before the Superbowl. It was a nice stress-free minivacation that I think we all needed and benefited from.
But really, I've had enough of the white stuff and am ready for sun and flowers and warm days and being able to go outside with less than eight layers on. I think we all are.