I'm one of those weird people that likes snow. Honestly, I kid you not. When I woke up this morning to find a very thin blanket of snow, I felt giddy. For me, there is nothing better than curling up on the couch with a cup of tea and a book with the snow falling outside. I don't mind bundling up to go somewhere and I have a very extensive collection of hats and mittens. It makes me feel like a kid to walk outside with the snow falling and I guess I find as I get older there are less and less things that make me feel 6 again.
So while everyone else is bitching and complaining about the snow I'll be enjoying our wonderful Canadian winter.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a snow angel to make.