As far as I'm concerned, when it comes to snow storms...
the bigger, the better!
I love snow. (well, until the end of January anyway, and then I want summer. Ha!) So when I said last night that I planned to party today like its a snow day in 1999, I meant it. And I have. Today has been filled with hour after hour of continuous fluffy snowfall, a couple pathetic attempts at snow angels, an outing in the woods with Sonya, an overflowing mug of hot cocoa, too many snow pictures to count, and a lot of shoveling. It's now 3pm. My soggy socks are drying, my nose no longer resembles a magical reindeer, and the last measurement of snow outside our house was 14 inches (and counting). Today has been lazy, slow-paced, effortless, easy, enjoyable, cold, wet, fluffy and everything I had envisioned.
Today was a full blown snow day, and it rocked just as much now as it did back in 1999.