And last night I walked home in an actual blizzard and it was really fun. I walked from the west village back to the east side along Bleecker Street. The snow was still white and fluffy and glittery and untouched. I was in a new pantsuits but I was prepared with rain boots so I stepped into lots of piled up snowdrifts just for the hell out it. The southern girl in me will always be fascinated and amazed and surprised by snow--especially lots of it.
National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation is on now and I'm cuddled on the couch wearing the Lula hoop I just finished knitting. The Christmas tree is lit and the space heater is on and the heat pipe is hissing. My roommate is singing off key carols along to 106.7 in the bathroom. I leave New York on Tuesday for a weeklong trip home and I'm relishing my last winter moments of 2009.
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