Hello, beautiful people!

It started snowing Tuesday night and left us with seven to ten inches of it.  Some places around here got up to fifteen inches!  This is definitely not common in this area and, considering places shut down with an inch or so of snow in the forecast, totally throws off normal life.  I didn't even know it was going to snow because I have been burying my head in all things vacation prep.  Good news is that the actual vacation activities are planned, which gives me a sense of peace.  I get really anxious when things aren't planned out.  I like knowing what is going to happen.  I am not a by-the-seat-of-my-pants kind of girl.  I also spent extra time lately making jewelry and hair accessories for my trip as well.  Now that the Christmas decor is put away, I can start packing everything!

I ventured out into the snowy yard on Wednesday to take some photos and thought I would share.  This is also the first time I was able to take my new Crocs rain boots for a spin.  The snow was a bit deep out front so snow found its way into my boots, but other than that they did the job.  Enjoy!


If you follow me on Instagram, you already know that I got a little wild and went out in the snow in my pajama shorts.  Sean was taking a cell phone photo for me when my phone died.  He went back to get the good camera while Finn waited at the open door staring at me.  I was a good twelve to fifteen feet from him, but he knows he isn't allowed in the main backyard. There are too many ways for him to escape and no grass for him to run around in.  While Sean was getting the camera, I bent down and clapped and called for Finn to come to me.  I didn't think he would.  He had already demonstrated that he was no fan of the snow.  Plus, it was up to his shoulders.

Still, I called to him to see what he would do.

There was a moment he did nothing, then he started jumping around excitedly trying to figure out how to get to me.  He looked at me, looked at Sean, back to me, to the snow, back to Sean.  You could tell he was torn between the rules, wanting to get to me, and not wanting to maneuver through the snow.  He jumped back and forth a few times and you could see the moment he thought, "Eff it!", before jumping out into the snow.  I was totally surprised!  I think he also thought if he ran fast enough he could run over the snow instead of fall into it.  He made it as far as two of his body lengths before falling into it.  He trudged a few more steps towards me until I was able to each out and grab him.  I felt so honored he loved me enough to face his fears to come out to me.  I picked him up to hold him and keep him warm.  I tried to stick him in my jacket, but all the snow stuck to his fur started falling down my top.  It was a fun little moment between us; and I am glad we have a picture to show for it!