Logan, after shoveling the walk during the first leg of our Nor'easter. (That's ice in his beard)
I'm watching the snow come down horizontally and listening to the wind whistle through our windows as I put off getting ready for the meeting I might have to go to in an hour and a half. I'm anxiously waiting for the call that church has been cancelled and temped to just use my powers as Relief Society Secretary to make an executive decision.
In non-weather related news, we're off tomorrow for Christmas in Zion. We'll be in Salt Lake for two weeks, so probably won't be posting much. Happy Christmas to all!