While at home in Arkansas over the holidays, we had a Christmas miracle - a White Christmas. Since the start of Google-able weather documentation in 1875 until now, there have been only 12 White Arkansas Christmases (I just looked this up!), none of which occurred during my previous 24 Christmases... so it was a good & bad surprise. My childhood dreams of waking up to a blanket of snow came true... certainly good. Bad because Arkansas doesn't typically get cold until late January, & my shoe choices reflected this assumption (in my defense, those open toe T-straps sure are cute!)... so thank goodness for borrowed rain boots!
Christmas morning started with rain, which turned to slush, to sleet, then to heavy snow that fell all day, & into the night, earning this storm several Twitter monikers (including my favorites #SnowtoriousLIT (for Little Rock, our capitol city) & #mistlesnow). Our family enjoys opening presents in all our unshowered-matching-PJs glory well into the afternoon, so when the power went off on Christmas day around 1pm, we were all greasy, unfed, & hopeful that it would quickly return.
|Pretty sure those are tiny fox prints on our snow covered dock|
Quickly return, the power did not. However, our family & the neighbors (who just happen to be my high school BFF & second family) gathered around the roaring fire, turned on the kerosene lanterns, uncorked the wine & went to bed warm from laughter with hopes of lights turning on in the middle of the night...
Did the lights return that night... NOPE! So the next morning I cancelled my plans to return to Nashville, piled in the truck with my family (only took two of us to boost my 87 year old grandmother into the cab!), & headed out for food (& a place to charge my phone!).
The roads were SCARY! Beyond covvvvvered in ice, snow, abandoned cars, & downed trees - our truck added to the path many before it had created (as I'm pretty sure my small town owns NO snow plows, unless you count the trucks with bulldozer shovels attached to the front!!)
After stuffing my belly with chicken tenders & charging my phone (gotta have that battery life to fuel my Instagram addiction!) we returned home to stoke the fire & prepare for another evening in the dark.
At dusk, my friend/neighbor Molly & I took our furbabies (her corgi Cully was #28 of the 40 most influential corgis of 2012! boo yea!) out for a photoshoot in the winter wonderland. I about died of cute & cold at the same time!
Luckily the power returned the second night (after eating the sweet neighbors' delish fireplace chili!), & I now officially have my snow fix for the entire year!
What are your feelings on snow?
Have you experienced a White Christmas in your life? (A crazy question for you Northeasterners... stop laughing at me!)