Goooood morning!!!

I woke up far too early this morning and it felt like Christmas.

I couldn’t figure out why; maybe because I had been thinking about it yesterday afternoon. Maybe because Alex and I used to wake up ridiculously early to rush down the hall and see our beautiful Christmas tree standing proudly in the living room, surrounded by an uncountable amount of gifts. Maybe because I chose to sleep in my “Christmas pajamas” last night to save me from the cold (they’re big and red and fleece… don’t laugh!). Maybe it was because it is a holiday today. Or maybe because of reasons I would soon discover.

Since the rest of the house was sleeping, I occupied myself by playing a bit with Tequila and searching the internet for useless facts. While stumbling around to see when the next Harry Potter book comes out, I found myself on one of those online discussion forums. One particular posting caught my eye. It had nothing to do with Harry Potter – book or movie – but it was simply entitled: “OMG! It’s 7:14am here in Massachusetts and it’s snowing!!!” I checked the date beside the posting (maybe it was from last year?): November 24, 2005. I heard rumors of snow yesterday in western Mass, so I checked the date on my computer’s task bar: November 24, 2005. Really? It was snowing somewhere in Massachusetts just 45 minutes ago? Hmmmm… I wonder if it’s still snowing here…

And I dragged my fleecy self out from under the down comforter, pushed Tequila’s giant head aside, and crept cautiously to my window. Not expecting anything at all, I opened the blinds quickly. Boy, was I in for a surprise…


White EVERYWHERE! The sun reflected on the snow covered hills, literally blinding me! And through the thick gray haze, snowflakes fell toward the ground, adding further inches of white fluffiness to the already-burried landscape, shimmering with captured sunlight. It was beautiful.

Laughing out loud, I turned to my big, white dog from the south of France. “You ready girl?” her fur was so soft under my fingers; her sleepy eyes still blinking to wake up. “You’re about to see snow for the first time.”


That’s about when the little kid took over. Suddenly I was shoving my big winter boots over my bare feet, rushing into my parents’ room to wake them up, bursting into my brother’s room to get his camera (mine’s a little down & out at the moment). Less than five minutes later, Tequila, Cloey and I ran outside for a good morning romp around… me still in my pajamas.



Cloey, familiar with snow, didn’t seem so shocked. She tried to roll in it – as she always does, ran around a bit – snow seems to infuse excitement into living creatures, barked a lot – and I shuddered at the thought of what our neighbors might think.


Tequila, on the other hand, didn’t know what to make of it. She had a puppy crazy trying to figure it out, sprinting from one side of the yard to the other, trying desperately to play with Cloey who (rightfully so) is terrified of Tikki’s enormous size, strength and voice. It was adorable. I made snowballs to play fetch with, but Tequila couldn’t understand why the balls of white were disappearing in her mouth. I kicked snow up at her and she didn’t understand how to escape its rain. She kept trying to bite the snowflakes out of the sky, or even eat the ground.



Absolutely adorable.



Then I took my Christmas-card photo (or attempted to) with the girls and am currently waiting for a delicious breakfast of eggs & toast.


Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!