Plain ass cold...

With the weather taking a decidedly unsouthern turn toward winter, I made the decision yesterday to lay in a supply of breakfast materials for this morning. This way no one would have to venture out in eighteen degree fall briskness when it was discovered that we lacked something we didn't think about, yet would surely need..

Everything was in place and set the night before and what has transpired is a frenzy of comfy chair sleeping, reading, video game playing, sausage and bacon overload, coffee swimming, and complete domestic upheaval.

I have always loved the quips about the south that transplants toss out at such times.. Especially when a thin layer of snow blankets the ground and everything shuts down... resulting in a run on bread and milk at any and all supply depots.. But hey, why the hell not? It only happens once or twice a year and we have no real supply of salt trucks or plows to deal with it, why not just stay at home, eat & let the kids run around outside for a bit... It'll be gone tomorrow and life will be back to normal...

Yes, we are easily amused in the south, a few snow flakes and we all are stuck to the windows watching it fall with childlike enthusiasm. The air is crisp and a quiet chill blankets the outside, these blurry shots from the porch were braved when it was about twenty three outside, yet the thick socks and flannel pajamas and long winter coat held it at bay. My shoes were in the bedroom and we do not disturb spousal repose for such an excuse as to suit up for picture taking early in the morning... but the books were lined up, the warm blankets at hand to snuggle under, the video games piled in playing order, movies queued up for later, coffee free flowing in gigantic mugs, and food piled high... Yep, it's been a good day...