We are expecting a couple of feet of snow in these parts and I can't say I'm sorry about that. The real blizzard has already passed, this one should be no problem. All the parties have been attended, the gifts opened, the sacred services honored, and the toasts to dear friends and health have been made. I never forget that my greatest blessings are my dear friends, many of whom take into account my culinary skills and happily invite the whole family over for holiday feasts. Much ado, much ado.
Cue the winter storm. The foreshadowing is the best, with each weatherperson "outweathering" the next station and frantically scrambling for the appropriate graphics: New England under Blizzard Warning; Governor declares State of Emergency; Storm track, storm watch, storm team, and my favorite Snowmagedon. We are emotionally prepped for this weather event, bring it on.
As I look out the door, I see the light on across the street as the snow starts to accumulate. The light reassures me that my neighbors are OK. In fact, I have checked in with all my people and can tell you that everyone is stocked up and ready to hunker down. It is the hunkering down that is such an old reminder. Taking off a few layers of unnecessary ado, stocking up the woodpile, filling the cupboards and checking on your people. Everyone I love is safely hunkered down.
And because I still have a wee bit of Christmas cheer, I will share this app with you: Elf ur face. A very good way to while away a few hours during a blizzard.