I hate the cold, but if it's going to be cold, I am giddy that the world is covered in drifts of snow. It is beautiful. I feel like I'm in a magical kingdom where I get to drink wassail and cuddle under blankets. The world is crisp and beautiful. The stars shine like glitter and reflect on snow and ice. The world is a universe above and universe below. And I get to sit in my blankie and enjoy it from my couch as I stare through the sliding glass door.
And last night I got to eat meatballs at the New Years Dance. And today at Ikea. And they were tasty.
Gratitude Day 1: Snow and Meatballs