Big fella looking for UFOs
but then, a strange light came over the sky, and a dark blanket of cotton wool cloud threatened the sky and our view.
We squealed and jumped up and down and then quickly composing ourselves realising their was going to be some confrontation. We both clicked there was no more milk for hot chocolate that every body needs while watching first snow and I sure as hell wasn't going outside.
The next morning I woke up with a start shouting "No marshmallows!!" and squinting my eyes to adjust to my setting. We were lying on our living room floor with hot chocolate all over our faces. I tried to remember what happened before we fell asleep.
Together: (whispering)"Snow's coming! Woohoo! SQUEALLLLL!"
Me:(Thinking) "Gasp! No milk!"
Big Fella: (Thinking) "Gasp! She better go out and get some milk!"
Me: I am not going outside!
Big Fella: Neither am I!
Me: You can drive the ca.................Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Big Fella: No wa.........ZzzzzzzzzzzzSnoreZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I looked out the window to see a swirling mist of snow come from the clouds
and the street was covered! Well, kinda.
and their was some pretty icicles on the windows. (alright, it is slush, don't ruin my illusion!)
I hunted out my trusty snow armour and wee green hat.
my ever faithful gloves with mitten attachment no less.
Bow to the Per De Resistance, these bad boys! Oh, yes, no worries for me walking in this weather!
I stuck on my gear, unsure whether I put the boots on the right feet or not,
I opened the front door only to be blasted in the face by slushy splattering wind. I immediately slammed the door shut, hoping I would never be faced with the like again. I promptly went up the stairs, told big fella to get up from the floor of the living room and help me make a tent and get some milk! He refused and is now lying in his own tent in bed. How lazy is he? He wouldn't even get up to go outside in the......
Anyway, here is my very productive day in snow/ slush from my living room window.
It soon became too cold by the windows and cloud watched on the sofa, dreaming I could fly!
and soon the snow clouds parted,
and life begins again.
Now, as I sit here with my herbal tea dreaming it was hot chocolate, (still no milk) I am thankful for the shelter from the storm and spare a thought for those who do not at this bitterly cold time of year. I am very lucky. Hope you are toasty, cozy and warm wherever you are, if only in heart!
Cheerio for now!