…December in Ohio.  Ha.  You thought I was going to say Christmas, didn’t you?

We got dumped on yesterday.  By my guesstimate, we have about 7 inches of snow.  By Layne’s, it’s more like 3 feet.

Of course, school was cancelled so we had an official ‘snow day.’  I laid out a blanket on the floor in the family room, and Layne, Everett and I enjoyed a picnic lunch indoors.  We watched The Flintstones while we ate.  Later, while Everett was napping, {boy, was I glad he napped…he was crabby…probably because his big brother was stealing some of his mama’s attention} Layne and I went outside to shovel the driveway.  I mean, I shoveled the driveway while Layne pretended to swim in the snow.  He proclaimed, “This is the best day ever!” and then took a huge bite out of a clump of snow.  It took me an hour and a half to clear our short driveway.  I considered it my workout for the day.  The crisp, icy air actually felt good in my nose after being holed up inside the last few days.  I love how a lot of snow insulates everything around you and muffles the everyday sounds, so all you can hear is your own breath and the scratching of your hood on your head.  So peaceful.

A comical couple that lives across from our neighborhood’s school bus stop has continued their first snow tradition.

It makes me giggle.  I like funny people.  My Christmas shopping is finished but I have a few homemade gifts to tackle and lots of wrapping to do…all of which will make it onto here next week. Until then, I wish you a cozy, warm-toesie, red-nosy kind of weekend!