And the cow jumped over the moon

That's what we've heard would happen before we were to ever see snow in Savannah. We've seen our share of cold down here though not near to the extreme that our friends in the nation's capital have experienced. My friend, Heather, up there has been burried since last week in her sweet 600 ft condo! You don't even have to know her to agree that that is the mark of a patient woman. At first we looked enviously upon their covering of snow but a week later I couldn't imagine being stuck inside with an almost 9 month - moving, squirming, curious baby! Then our friends in Atlanta have really just had the worst of it and that is because the bitter, gray cold has rarely produced a monumental "Snowmageddon" - rather, just awfully ugly days that just make you wish the weeks would speed by and the warm would come. That was one glimmer of hope in our move to the coast - the slightly warmer weather than the metro area. And that "slight" has made all the difference this winter - enough of a termperature difference to atleast get out for a walk during the day and an occassional lunch on the dock.

But now WE WANT SNOW and our local weather dude is saying, "tomorrow night any rain could turn to, yes, snow!" How promising does that sound? (I'm not running to the store for milk and bread - let's put it that way). Brad doubts that the white-airy stuff would reach the islands even if it did make it down here to our corner of the state. Bah-humbug, Scrooge! I told him we would camp out in Forsyth park just to take the little guy's picture in his first blizzard if he thinks our zipcode doesn't have a chance. We will NOT miss the snow should it make it our way.

So, do your snow dance for us tomorrow night. I couldn't imagine the fire in Amos' belly were he to see his favorite stuff dusting our oversized back yard! Oh, and please on Saturday afternoon break out your bathing suit and let's all start hoping this nasty winter is behind us. I just want to taste a snowflake on my tongue but after that - bring on the typical warm Southern skies. Get this, my sun-craved friends and I used to sit on the sun deck at the Theta house in Athens come February 1st!