Unlike one year ago, we closed the office early when the sleet came. And I had an epic afternoon nap on my couch. (There's that to be thankful for.)
Before the snow started, we ordered pizza online to be delivered, and after thirty minutes of watching the "pizza tracker," realized our order had, in fact, been voided. When I called to inquire, the manager said, "It's snowing. Time for us to head home," and when I asked if anyone was planning to call us, he said, "Someone was supposed to."
Oh, customer service. You are so elusive sometimes.
When I saw big, pretty snow falling, I put my bowl outside. Snow ice cream would redeem the underwhelming snow day.
I collected only a cup or so of delicate, flaked ice. It was a tasty cup of snow ice cream, but only a tease, really.
On the heels of a snow day bust, however, where the roads are clear enough to travel, it appears my weekend trip to Asheville, North Carolina, with my cousin Emily is a go, and for that I am grateful.
We will stay here ...
... we will visit here ...
... and see this costume exhibit ...
... (from this Masterpiece production) ...
... and will indulge in some good eats.
That's a lot to be grateful for.
What about you? Did you weather the storm? Go on, be grateful!
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