(look at how much snow is at the top of that car! I could not stop laughing anytime I saw a car carrying it's weight in snow on it's roof)
I have returned from my weekend in the mountains. Oh my goodness. I think it made up for all 22 years of never seeing snow. We happened to go the same weekend there was a huge storm in Southern California and the mountains were getting non-stop snow. We got to the cabin Thursday night and were snowed in until Saturday afternoon. We took a quick half hour drive to the store so we would be able to live on more than just soup and crackers for the remainder of our stay. I must say, it was an awesome experience. For someone who's never been to the snow, and to have it snow 5 feet of snow, and play in it while it was snowing was unreal. I was in awe of the scenery and on our drive into town I kept looking out the window and saying, "I feel like I'm in the Alps. Is this what Switzerland looks like? Doesn't it feel like we're on the Matterhorn?" (I love that I can find a Disneyland reference to almost anything) By the time we left it was clear blue skies and the sun was shining. It was such a beautiful contrast to the bright white snow. It only took about an hour drive until we were in 65 degree weather once again.
I have to admit, I kind of liked lounging around by the fire while watching the snow come down outside, and wearing flannels and snow boots and not wearing any makeup all weekend. I think deep down there is a mountain girl inside of me. Hopefully it will not take another 20 years before I get to play around in it again.