I love NaBloPoMo. Not because I actually spend the month blogging daily, but because I know that people's Google Readers are so over stuffed this month that I can sit back and basically spend the month as an anti blogger.
Yeah for being a slacker!
Honestly though I don't have all that much to chatter on about anyway. Life has basically been filled with snowy goodness. Yeah, you heard me, I LOVE THE SNOW.
So far at least.
The girl who grew up in Southern California who still lives deep inside me simply can't get over the feeling that every morning is just one more in a string of the world's most awesome holiday vacation.
I mean, when THIS is happening in your world, how can you not smile?
Plus, I live for fall/winter outfits, so every time we go anywhere, even to run to the grocery store for a quick minute, I get the pleasure of dressing up like this. Sweater dresses and I have a deep and all encompassing love for one another. I'm so happy we've been reacquainted.
And even better than the winter wonderland out my window, the sweater dresses with boots, warm tights and fluffy scarves, or the fact that every single time I let the dogs outside they get distracted by their business and can't help but play in the snow, is THIS.
SNOWSHOEING! Can you believe it! I can't! That's why there are so many exclamation points!!!!!!!
Remember that huge park by my house? You know, the one that's filled with bears and moose and scary shit like that? Well, the bears have all gone to bed (ok, most of them at least, there have been a few sighting, but I'm going to put a pillow over my head and pretend it never happened. Because denial is great) which means I can romp through the big amazing park of lovely with my dogs, my camera, and my snowshoes and not be constantly filled with this nagging feeling that SOMEONE IS WATCHING ME. Someone with teeth.
Adam and I went to the park on Sunday afternoon after a record 6-8 inch snow dump and it was just so, so, perfect. You know? The fresh snow, the picturesque look of the woods, the mountains sparkling in the distance, and the way everyone we met just had this rosy glow to them infected every inch of my being.
For two hours the dogs couldn't believe their good luck, romping free in the snowy woods, and you know what?
I couldn't either.