The last few days have been cooler and I'm loving it. When I'm home I'm lounging in my flannel or fleece PJ's, wearing my soft thermal shirts and enjoying a fire in the fireplace. If I venture out to run errands then I wear my jeans and boots which is almost a constant regardless of the weather, but I also wear my cozy, fleece North Face jacket.
While living in WI I acquired a lot of winter gear in order to stay warm and survive the frigid winters that seemed to last all year. I now own two scarves, leather gloves for driving and heavy gloves for scraping snow covered windshields, cashmere sweaters for the office, winter boots with traction, ski jackets and two North Face jackets. And for the past three winters that I've lived in Texas I've never worn the scarves, or the gloves, worn my cashmere sweaters only twice and have never worn any of my turtlenecks or long johns.
So this week when all of the local news stations began talking about the frigid weather we're expecting for Friday and part of Saturday, well I've been cautiously excited. Let it snow, let it snow and let it stick, let it stick. No, I don't miss the WI winters and that's not what I'm saying here, but I would love a nice week of winter. Just one week with snow, ice and frigid temperatures and I'd prefer to enjoy it the week of Christmas. I don't want much, do I?
Sure I do. I mean I was in total disbelief tonight when the weather forecasters and they are called forecasters for a reason, said there is the potential and he emphasized potential, for Houston to get 3-5 inches of snow. Then he went on to say if we experience "thunder snow", I'm not making that term up, we could be in for a lot more. I have no idea what thunder snow is. I've heard of lake effect snow and even experienced it while living in WI, but thunder snow? You know what, it doesn't matter to me what you call it as long as we get it.
I'm trying to be optimistic but at the same time not get my hopes up. Tomorrow you can find me sitting by the window and waiting for the snow or the ice or whatever might fall. I know not to hope for a white Christmas but I hope for a white Friday.