“You’re in England now, the land of manners..” said Dad
just before a little old man opened the door to our ring.
I didn’t know it was Tootles.
“It’s snowing!!” he yelled, and slammed the door in our faces.
(from “Hook”)
It really is snowing! In Houston! Well, I’ve seen
more. This is just little tiny white balls that you barely see
until they’ve accumulated on the back-door mat. Years ago we had
enough to make the ground white–as in, it acutally stuck. And a
few years before that we had enough for Sandi Y. and I to make a
snowman. So this is
nothing. But it’s still cool for Christmas Eve! I had such
delusions of grandeur about getting up early, but I slept through four
songs on my alarm and woke up cozy under two blankets, with breakfast smells drifting
upstairs (little sisters are wonderful), and Mom hollering down the
hall, “Tootles, it’s snowing!” Memories are made of days
like this…
Happy Christmas Eve, everyone!
PennyDaisy 
I can’t believe you got it down south and I have none up north. Lucky you people!
Have a Merry Christmas!
I found the snow! I went outside again, and it picked up real good. I would have taken a picture, but I was too busy forgetting I was a tech geek and enjoying snow. Hm. Now I wanna go skiing.