Tonight, the city pauses for its first snowfall of the year.
Six inches are expected and, for me, that means it is the perfect night to stay in. Though I will say that I’m astonished at the temps back home and how uncomfortably low they are, people in New York are taken aback whenever I complain [...]
I didn’t need to wear a hat and mittens until last weekend.
Tomorrow? The forecast calls for 53 degrees.
Heaaaaavennnn for someone as suddenly exposed to the elements as I.
However.
I’m so looking forward to being home in Minnie, where the probability of a White Christmas is a dependable 76-90%.
There’s no place like home.
I compose blog posts in my head
all
the
time.
They just haven’t made it to print… yet.