blizzard of the century.

...or not?

all i know is if it doesn't get worse by morning, the weatherman was so wrong.

still, by the time i got out of harry potter, there was a good inch of snow on my car.  the rest of the evening was spent spinning and sliding through the streets of richfield, giggling like a maniac. there is something so satisfying about being the very first person to ruin a perfect snowfall.

i can't wait to see how much snow there is when i wake up so i can have a quick play session followed by not leaving the house until it melts, accompanied by hot cocoa and disney movies.

i love winter!!!

...for now.