Good evening dreamers! I hope you’ve been staying warm and cozy these snowy days, wherever it is you may be 🙂 How much snow have you gotten? Too much or not enough? The winter is young, so we have time, but I personally am dreaming of a white Christmas…
Alas, we are STILL in the evil grasp of finals (just me? Or are you guys done now? Perks of a community college: finals later than everybody else, shorter breaks, and a pricey commute), so this one’s going to be another short and sweet one!
Yesterday afternoon I braved the sudden winter weather and stubbornly trekked on my regular weekend walk with the boys (I should say, the furry boys: Bear the white lion above and Rocky the brown baby below), snow or no snow!
Not only was it gorgeous out, seeing the mountains lightly dusted in white and trees dripping gleaming cicles, but it was special for an entirely different reason.
As I mentioned in my post She wanted to kill my dog, we adopted our two-year-old Rottie around Valentine’s Day of this year (very appropriate timing for such a loving bond if I say so myself).
Making yesterday Rocky’s first snow with us ❤︎.
Not that Bear isn’t special too of course, but this Christmas season is especially merry with Rocky’s addition to the family. And I am counting on quite a few more snows with my baby (who knows, maybe soon my Boaz will show up, and Rocky won’t be my only man for the holidays *fingers crossed and prayers lifted*). Don’t tell my father, but if I move out in a few years after graduation, Rocky may just be spending Christmas–and every other day of the new year–with your’s truly. #shamelessdogthief
But anywho, I just wanted to check in with you guys and give a little snowy insight into my wintry weekend 🙂 This is the one time you can count on the pictures actually being from me, when it’s of my critters! If you’re skilled at photography, I’m begging for tips, because no one in my family shares that skill and I’m lucky to get a halfway decent photo.
To those of you tredging through finals, I’m right there with you my friends! To those of you blessedly not (whether it’s been over for a week now… or maybe a few decades), I wish you the best on this tenth day of my Christmas posts and until we meet again-
If the fates, allow…
P.S. I dug into my gingerbread house yesterday afternoon… not the tastiest, but since I haven’t had anything gingerbread in maybe two years, I had more than my fair share of the roof- but hey, that’s what a gingerbread house is for!