Today, as the flakes thickened in their race to the ground, I made my  escape from the office at 11am.  It wasn’t a terrible drive home ~ the roads weren’t super crowded but they also weren’t very good.  Zoinks.

My amazing husband was already at home, and had shoveled the driveway three times!!!  So all the crazy driving and abandoned vehicles and fender benders melted away as we made a nice comforting lunch of scrabby eggs and smoked salmon.  I admit that as the snow fell fast and furious this girl worked (and got a lot done, btw!).  But we also re-watched Silver Linings Playbook  and enjoyed a nice bottle of red (after I OD’d on tea).

Our friends (and landlords) invited us over for dinner and as usual, they put forth an incredible spread.  We chatted about life, and restaurants and film and food and wine as the snow continued to fall.  It was a gentle almost other-worldly magical.  Sometimes life happens like that.

I love snow.  Not for the standard reasons ~ work, and having a day off and all that.  Those things don’t really exist in the restaurant biz.  I love the quiet and the beauty ~ the excuse it gives us to all be at home and enjoy each other, and be snuggled and warm.

Today was good day.  Til tomorrow.