it's snowing

I love the Jam. Why are they so good?

I had a dream that it was snowing, and then it was. I don't think I'll ever stop feeling like a 5 year old when it snows for the first time. Of course, 8 months ago all I could think about was how I wished it would stop snowing. Funny how emotions tend to regenerate. Snow is so sparkly and pretty and soft, though. It's hard not to want to run outside and pick some up and feel the flakes fall on your face.

I'm off to find a bridesmaid dress....