Oh, how I just love the snow! My honey, not so much. I've been soaking it all in, he's been counting down the days until he can wash the dirt and salt off of his car. I've been cooking warm meals all week, he's been wishing we live in Florida. Somehow, we love, and just plain old survive the snow and bitter cold together. Mostly, because we never grow weary of a night inside with a latte in our hands and a board game in front of us.