1.5 feet of snow.

Steve and I made the awful trip back last night from San Diego in our rental car, Bridgette snug as a bug in the back seat. It too us three hours longer than usual because of the holiday rush/a blizzard. We saw two overturned cars, one overturned semi, a buck running right in front of our car (barely missing us, thank the heavens), and many pleasant gas station workers.Our laptop wouldn't want to charge in the car either, so we were stuck listening to Steve's audiotape of Dracula and I tried to read as much Harry Potter that my brain could properly ingest. let's just say it was not fun. 

Bridgette underneath the tree at my parent's house.

But, the sun is shining on the snow this morning and making it twinkle. I do love the first good snow in Utah, before it turns all black. I hate driving in it, but I love looking at it from my kitchen window. Bridgette liked it too, as this is her first winter in the snow (she came from California). 

So I'm sure you're all wondering what I've been up to last week, and I'm happy to tell you: NOT SEWING. I brought my serger and all my fabric all the way down to San Diego, but I didn't touch the thing once. I always think that I'll be able to sew on vacation, but it never happens. I love what I do, but sometimes I need a break as well. AND I didn't even loose a follower, which is nice to see (yes, I think about stuff like that). Starting tomorrow, it is back to sewing. Today I must clean my disgusting apartment and die my hair. My roots are growing in.