A Wonderfully Cold Christmas
This year marked a second experience in my nearly 35 Christmases - we had a wintry mix on December 25. One year while I was still in college I spent Christmas with my parents. The temperatures were supposed to drop Christmas Eve, but no one expected there to be a very fine layer of snow on the ground the next morning. By 10:00 am it had completely disappeared, but for a few hours it was beautiful.
We didn’t have any snow this year, but we did get a few moments of sleet. Everyone I know thinks I’m nuts, but that was a big highlight. Any sort of wintry weather makes me happy, but getting it on Christmas morning makes everything extra special.
But the coolest thing about Christmas this year (not counting the boys’ new toys, which is a whole ‘nother post altogether) also has to do with snow. Lots of it. My second to last present from my wife was a really cool North Face ski jacket with a removable fleece liner/jacket. “Cool!” I said when I opened it. But then there was one more present. I opened the small box and under the tissue paper found a few pieces of normal paper. It took a moment to realize what was printed on the pages; my wife bought a pair of plane tickets to Utah to break in the new jacket! Turns out most of my friends, family, and even my boss were in on the surprise, which just makes the trip that much cooler.
Here’s hoping everyone else got something almost as cool as a surprise ski trip.

