Yes it is! We are in the throngs of a major snowstorm, and I'm loving it! What makes snow so magical? I mean, really, it's just frozen rain, and rain's no fun.
Here in Delaware (along with most of the north eastern states), we're expecting to get up to 2 feet of snow. It's been quite a while since we've seen a storm of this size. Perfect gift-wrapping and cookie-baking weather.
Son No. 1 flew home yesterday from college.
Ain't he handsome? :o)
Actually, we changed his flight from late afternoon to a morning flight. Good thing we did. He's at the University of North Carolina, Charlotte, and they got some pretty bad weather yesterday morning. Our airports here, Philly and Baltimore, are expecting six-plus hours delay with lots of likely cancellations. We might not have gotten him home if we hadn't changed his flight.
Our Bunco dinner went great! I have to send out kudos to the restaurant, Aqua Sol. The service was fantastic and the food was delish. Of course, I had camera issues. My batteries died. One of the other girls took lots of pics and she promised to burn them to a disc for me to share. Our gift exchange theme this year was tree ornaments. My Secret Santa - Thanks Donna!!! - gave me the cutest little glass Parfume bottle ornament and fish-net "Naughty" stocking filled with coal.
They are perfect on my pink "girlie" tree in my craft room.
This tree has a mix of ornaments - dollar store, vintage, and just fun ones.
Another treasured keepsake . . .
My grandmother primitively hand stitched my name and the year she presented the stocking, 1966 (I was 2.) on this simple, unassuming little stocking. It's so sweet.
Can you take any more decor pics? I wanted to share just a few more things. The ceramic pieces below were made (remember ceramic classes back in the 80's?) by one of hubby's favorite Aunts.
She made them and gave them to us not too many years after we were married. I really treasure them. I love how simply she finished the Nativity in an antique type of finish.
Some more random Christmassy views from around the house.
I'll leave you with this pic of Son No. 3 laying in a huge snow drift at our front porch. Brrrrr . . . .