Let it snow!

It is well into December and we have yet to have snow. Back in October I was grateful for the warmth and as November came and went I gloried in the weather. Chris commented, disgruntled by the weather, that it felt like California. My response was an enthusiastic, "I know! Isn't this great?!" We had one day of snow, the morning after Thanksgiving, where a nice soft layer of white covered the ground. The timing was perfect. It marked the last day of my mom's visit and there was just enough snow for her to go out and make a makeshift snowman with the girls before we had to head to the airport to send her back to the sunshine state. By the time we returned from the airport the snow was gone and the snowman was no more than a ball of snow covered in leaves with a limp scarf and wet hat resting upon it. But now Christmas is quickly approaching. Last year I anticipated a white Christmas and instead ended up with nearly 70 degrees! It may just be that I love Bing Crosby but I find myself longing for a white Christmas this year. Yesterday as I drove passed a ski resort cranking out the man-made snow I found myself uttering words that I never thought would cross my lips.... "when will it ever snow?"