Snow Day!

It's December 11th, but it sort of feels like December 24th. The weather has put a usually busy December weekend on hold. It takes a lot to slow us down, but a foot of blowing and drifting snow provides a little break from the hustle and bustle of Christmas shopping.

Here's Eddie enjoying the winter storm:

Today as I shoveled I couldn't help but wonder what Rosie was up to. Time seems far more precious to me now than ever before--particularly its passing. Every moment we miss with Rosie makes me a little sad because it's a moment we won't get back. Although it seems depressing, it's actually been a welcome reminder of how precious my time is with all my friends and family. Plus, we will have a lot of special moments with our daughter.

If anything, this Christmas all those wistful songs written during WWII about soldiers pining for their homes just seem a little more real to me. Or heck, even one of my favorite songs "All I Want For Christmas Is You" has a different meaning--except, again, that's a love song for adults--but it's about wanting something other than the material things.

This week I organized one of the last happy hours I envision scheduling or possibly even attending for some time. It had a very nice turn out, and I learned two things:

1. Sawatdee has very good happy hour specials - $3 for most drinks and all appetizers are half off
2. Sawatdee has been struggling to fully pass its state health inspection, which a coworker kindly informed a friend and I as we ran into him after the happy hour. The poor friend eyed her takeout suspiciously while the coworker walked to his car oblivious.

Timing hasn't really changed, yet, and we're still waiting to hear whether the appointment on the 20th or 21st will happen. If it doesn't, then all dates could shift out again. We're hoping that doesn't happen. That's all we ask for Christmas, Santa, that all our dates work out and we're meeting our daughter the week of the 27th.