Snowflakes on the windshield, right now, right here in HOUSTON. I love surprises, but this was a total surprise. It's 33 degrees right now and I"m sure if I were in the northern burbs of Houston I'd hear front doors slamming as kids rush out to catch flakes on their tongue before the snow hits the ground and melts.
Houston goes crazy when there is a REAL snow and a little nuts even in this situation. I remember in 1974 or perhaps 1973 we had three snows in one winter. Never happened since. By the third snow everyone was over the thrill. But the first one saw people with cardboard boxes sliding down the off ramps of the freeways; telephone repair trucks with snowmen made and sitting on the roofs of their trucks as they drove around and other assorted humorous things.
Four years ago after Jennifer died, my daughter Julie took all the kids and little Christopher to the mall to see Santa and to see real snow. When they got to the mall the snow had not been delivered and the event had been cancelled. HUGE disappointment among the kids, HUGE< and my daughter turned to Chirstopher and ASSURED him that it would snow on Christmas Eve - that his Mom would see to it in Heaven.
Of course when I got up here and was told this story by Christopher I started backpedaling and saying, "Well, maybe it won't, etc." And he would look me straight in the eye and say"Of course it will Grammy". So, Christmas Eve came and Christopher , John, (the Gypsy Kid) Christopher's dad and I went out to leave food for the reindeers and yup, you guessed it, It started snowing. I mean really, REALLY snowing. Never before on Christmas Eve - never. (I had to go in the house, cause I "lost" it) but Christopher came to find me and he said, "See Grammy, I told you Mommy would send the snow". So..........maybe this is an early Christmas present to all of us from someone up in Heaven.........LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW.
By the way, I'm home where I'm staying and not leaving again til it stops..........