Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful.
I was ready for a white Christmas. Now here we are, a month later and it's still as white. It's been cold, grey and dreary for weeks. Rumor has it there may be some sunshine by tomorrow...but it will be short lived as the next winter storm approaches. With all this cold weather, I think I'm turning into Jack Frost.
So while I was alone tonight waiting for everyone to come home, I was wandering the house, trying to come up with a plan. That's when I stumbled upon my Christmas village (yes, it's still set up). So I turned off all the lights, turned on the whole village and listened to tiny little carolers sing my Christmas favorites. I spent a few minutes watching the church glow, the diner bustle and the couples swaying at the barn dance. Just long enough for my heart to warm a bit.
In the time it's taken me to write this, Jeff has made it home safe and sound from Texas and W has made it home from the Winter Homecoming basketball game. Once H gets home from work tonight, all will be right in our little village. And tomorrow, the chaos will start all over again.
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