It's a Winter Wonderland!!

Atlanta got hit with another massive winter storm on late Tuesday night. Luckily, we didn't have a situation like last time. The city was prepared for what they were saying was going to be a "catastrophic" Winter event. WHAT?! More catastrophic than the million cars jamming the roadways just 2 weeks prior? What "they" were worried about were downed trees and power outages due to heavy ice. While many people lost power over those couple of days, I think it could have been WAY worse!

Knowing all of this we, like most people, were prepared to be indoors for a couple of days. We did our grocery shopping on Sunday as we usually do and I grabbed some ~~wine~~ extras for "just in case" on Monday.

We woke up on Wednesday morning to a mix of freezing rain and snow that lasted all day. Frank really loved the weird stuff on the ground and got extra excited when we started getting ready to go outside.

What was so weird about this storm was that it lasted all day and into Thursday. Winter storms here usually last for a couple of hours at most. Not this time! Thursday morning I was surprised to wake up to huge and beautiful snow flakes and a yard blanketed in the pretty white stuff.

Front yard Thursday morning

View from the back deck....so pretty!

Frank was like a little kid during all of this. When he wasn't playing in it...

He was sitting here:

Staring out the window of my office at all the fun happenings. He's such a funny weirdo!

Luckily, we didn't lose power or run out of food and by Thursday afternoon, the roads were safe enough for us to venture out. We even got to grab lunch together which NEVER happens on a weekday. I have to say I was sad to see it melt so fast. I don't mind winter weather and appreciate different seasons. It's so hit or miss in Georgia that a crazy winter like this one has made me a happy girl!

I hope all of my friends in the South fared as well as we did and those on the East Coast are in my thoughts as all this crazy hits them!

Stay warm, y'all!

$6, 7-year-old rain boots are AWESOME in the snow, BTW!!

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