Wow!  Who’da thunk?  What a cool couple of days it has been since Andrea and I returned from Colorado.  After spending a week in one of the snowiest places in the United States where we barely experienced any flurries, we have seen something like 7 inches of snow fall here at home.  The whole nation got to enjoy this anomaly on Monday Night Football.  I am absolutely loving it.  Driving down the freeway at a rockin’ 20 MPH as a dippin-dots-like snow is piling up on the hood of the Alero–awesome.  Just staring out the window toward the nearest street light to make sure it’s still snowing…wondering if maybe, just maybe the powers that be might cancel school.  I’m lost in the moment, not knowing if I am 11 years old in sixth grade or 30 years old working at a graduate school.  The same emotion grips me.  What great fun it was as everyone in the house progressively got word that our work and classes were cancelled for the day.  We could be in for more in the next 24 hours as a new storm is on the way. 

 The most fun was having friends over last evening to watch the Seahawks on MNF.  We had planned this weeks ago.  I had a big pot of chili ready to go.  Over the time span of a couple of hours, our friends stumbled in out of the cold and the harried driving.  I had a relatively easy drive, just enjoying the snow as it fell but no major problems.  Evidently, I lucked out.  One person spent two hours driving from Bothell to our house in North Seattle.  Another crept along I-5 North trying to make the two miles from where she was to our house.  Andrea spent time spinning her tires trying to get up even the slightest of inclines.  As each person arrived, we were treated to new tales of highway horror.  But, once all arrived we had a grand time eating chili and drinking Widmer Brothers Snow Plow Stout (appropriately) and watching the Hawks.  We contemplated a slumber party given the difficulty in traveling, but folks were ready to head home.  What a great start to the Christmas season.