This weekend was supposed to be our buy-baby-stuff-plus-finish Christmas-shopping-Omaha-getaway. In preparation the house was cleaned Thursday and Friday night was spent getting everything ready. In the way back of our minds we knew there was a chance of some "weather"but we remained positive and hopeful of going. We woke up Saturday morning, Brady looked out the window and said "Yeah... we probably aren't going anywhere" This was confirmed when he took a little drive across town and couldn't see a thing.
Thanks to the gail-force winds and 9+ inches of snow, travel was not advised to say the least.
The bummed feeling didn't last too long as I was once again spoiled by my chef-husband making me a delicious home made breakfast that seriously puts Perkin's to shame :-) He's the best.
Despite "no travel advised" thanks to 4-wheel drive and my non-scaredy-cat-husband I did make it out to my parent's house to enjoy some Christmas baking with my Mom and Sister. The morning and early afternoon were spent making marshmallow balls dipped in caramel and rice krispies, ritz cracker frosting cookies dipped in almond bark, holiday wreath treats, sugar cookies, and star cookies to name a few. We had a little mishap with the garage door somehow being left open for quite some time which resulted in a blizzard in my parent's garage and a few choice words being thrown. It's funny now.
I will admit it.
I had a nostalgic feeling that afternoon.
My Mom, Sister, and I were scurrying around in the kitchen licking out batter bowls, nibbling on some left over chocolates while finishing up with baking and cleaning. My sister and I failed to keep our growing baby bumps clean as they somehow got cookie batter all over them. My Dad, brother in law Lee and Brady were all having some male-bonding time watching TV in the living room.
That's when the feeling overcame me. The "all-the-stars-are-perfectly-aligned-and-life-is-oh-so-good-be-sure-to-take-it-all-in" feeling. I couldn't help but think, this has to be exactly what God had in mind when he designed families. The blizzard somehow took away the normal hustle-bustle of everyday life and we were forced to get back to basics. This resulted in a day I will remember for years to come, a day where I felt incredibly blessed with the hand-picked family God gave me.
Brady and I did venture back home again and spent the rest of the afternoon and evening bundled up staying warm and cozy on the couch. Words can't describe how much I loved being snowed in with my two favorite boys and sweet puppy Maya. It was a lazy, relaxing day full of taking naps and sipping on hot cocoa and munching on freshly made goodies.
Have I mentioned lately how much I love my life?
Turns out being snowed in was just as fun, if not more fun than our planned getaway.
