All right, all right, all right.
I know I’m not supposed to be blogging this month, so don’t consider this a blog post – consider this my “happiness postcard” to all of you who wrote such lovely comments last night . . .
Ted told me before we went to bed that it was snowing, and Bear came in from his last potty break with a few flakes of snow in his fur. I didn’t think much of it because we’ve had a few flakes flying in the last few days, and they never amounted to anything.
Then Ted woke me up this morning with, “You need to go look outside. You got your wish!”
We didn’t have time to take it all in because we were scurrying around with last minute details, waiting on the 8 a.m. taxi. Once on board I tried to snap away as we rode down Cadotte, but I was having to take pics in between the weather flaps. But still . . . .
I can’t believe it. I’ve waited five years to see a snowfall before we headed south, and even though it came on our leaving day, I couldn’t have been any more excited. I don’t think I stopped grinning until we got to Gaylord!
We’ve stopped in a little town in Ohio – Wapakoneta – at a very nice and clean Best Western that is pet friendly. On to Atlanta tomorrow, then home on Sunday.
I just had to share the snow . . . .