The Weather Outside is Frightful

Usually when they predict a huge snowfall, we are all left disappointed. By “they”, I mean meteorologists. Meteorologists love drama, and they don’t mind hyperbole. This time, though, they were right. We’ve had at least 6 inches of snow since it started coming down yesterday. This is Bear’s first time seeing snow, so he spent a long time just staring out the window and then looking around to see if anyone else in the house was freaking out.

We’ve gotten a few of our holiday traditions checked off the list. We bought the tree. We put up Christmas lights. We took dad to the hospital. We’ve almost finished our shopping, thanks to the Internet, a hearty Discover card, and a lifelong commitment to laziness and staying warm. The Christmas cards are the next holiday-related funtoonery to get out of the way.

Wow, I just realized that we really kill a lot of trees around Christmas. The cards, the wrapping paper, and the actual Christmas tree that we prop up in our homes and hang lights and ornaments on. (Not a very dignified way to go if you are a tree.) Well, I am pretty sure this is the way Jesus would want us to celebrate his birthday.

This post is dedicated to Dad. Dad is the hero of hanging lights, and he went down for the cause… and will not be allowed to go back up for the cause ever again. Mom said so.