So I woke up to a foot of snow this morning.

Well, in all honesty, I can’t really gauge what a foot of snow looks like, and I didn’t have a ruler, so I just ASSUMED it was a foot of snow because it ate my boot! Up past my ankle! Woo!

It was even kind of dry and fluffy, which was AWESOME. That’s not the kind of snow we get here at all. I always compare Vancouver snow days to living in a 7-Up Slurpee.

And true to form, that’s what it looks like outside now. Two hours and two degrees make ALLLL the difference.

(Unless the degrees are in Art History and Comparative Literature.)

Blech.

Also? My boots are SOAKING WET.

Also? PEOPLE KEEP POKING AT MY PUFFY COAT.

Also?

Wait, I don’t have another also. I’ll think of one, though.