I woke up this morning to snow.
Slushy snow.
Being from Southern California and never expereincing snow (except for Santa's Village and a very unfortunate camping trip) I get very anxious when white fluffyish stuff falls from the sky.
It is gorgeous and gives a sense of innocence to the world, but it also messes with my life. I am quite the fan of no one and nothing determining how I spend my time. Selfish? Yes. Immature? Yes. Unrealistic? Yes. There is nothing like the snow to remind me of how not in control I am.
I can either stomp around with an attitude about it or embrace it.
Today, there has been a change of plans.
I chose to stop and smell the snow,
make a cup of coffee (or 2 or 3 or 4),
AND
watch snow clips from Gilmore Girls.
I will share them with you.
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