Sunday, November 16, 2008

as in, I'm dreaming of a ____

Hooray! We bought a plane ticket to fly me home for Christmas where I will do exciting things like go to the dentist, visit the endocrinologist, make smoothies and Baldwin-style omelettes, watch Holiday Inn and White Christmas and type on my dad's old typewriter. I haven't touched snow since the horrible slushy dusting in Portland 1 1/2 years ago or seen it since driving through Mt. Hood this past April. I have a lot of pictures of people sledding like this one-- I think the very not-white white is lovely and the looks on peoples faces are always sort of guilty/naughty/gleefully wicked.  

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