Boy Did I Ever Catch It

It snowed.

Boy did it ever snow.

I heard it begin as a freezing rain early in the wee morning hours yesterday.  As I usually do when it rains hard enough to wake me up, I snuggled down deeper into my covers and smiled, and enjoyed the sound of the rain pelting on my roof until I fell asleep again.

By the time my alarm went off that rain had turned to snow, freezing the wet world into a sheet of ice and then covering it with snow.

The Man stayed home as bad weather often dictates for him.

I braved the slick roads and falling snow for work, but my boss let us leave early as to avoid rush hour in the conditions.

I'm thankful for that.

Getting home early, and having a husband who'd spent the whole day cooped up inside and bursting to do something, we checked out the listings at the dollar theater which is only a block away.

The new Percy Jackson starts in 10 minutes.

Perfect.

Kids where filing in the door, just coming home from school and we were shoving the backpacks away and telling them to get in the car.

In confused bewilderment they did as they were told, and then were happy they did.

The movie wasn't enough to get the cooped up feeling out of West.  After dinner he pulled the razor out and started giving rides to the kids up and down the snowy street.

I stepped out to catch the moment.

Boy did I ever catch it.


He's lucky I love him.