Happy New Year

Rang in the new year and I was even awake to see it.  I'm not a night person and I generally sleep through the occasion. 

Last night we celebrated with a hot tub, wine, sushi, candles - not necessarily in that order.  Welcome 2012 and now the count down to Mayan-gedon.

Being married to someone who LOVES photography made me really appreciate this next little thing I found.

In 1885, nineteen-year-old Wilson A. Bentley took his first successful photomicrograph of a snow crystal. He went on to capture over 5000 such images before he died on Dec. 23, 1931, after walking six miles in a blizzard in order to photograph more snowflakes.

I'm known for saying, "I HATE SNOW",  and yet to see the complex beauty of a snowflake, it's hard to remember why I detest the stuff... Oh wait I recall -- It brings its friends.  But it is still beautiful.  I will give it that.

Nano, Snow and Not the Moon

Nano is only days away and I have no plot.  I keep telling myself that it will gel if I stop stressing about it.  When I finally complained about my opening scene things finally fell together.  So I'm whining about my plot to see if we can get something going.

Speaking of whining:

Have I mentioned that I hate snow!!

Man, I thought Monday's snow storm was an UGH! Yesterday's had me in full blown panic attack.  I reminded myself that I live in a pocket that loves to get snowed on and turned on the news to see the weather cams. Things looked drivable and I calmed down.  Whew.  I am a snow woozie, it's true.

That was the beginning of the most interesting day. I won't elaborate, but suffice it to say that the full moon has passed so we can't blame it on that.  I guess some people are just ass hats.  Just say'n.

Snow - Ugh!!

While I lay in bed listening to the rain pelt the window, I try to convince the dog that it was not morning yet. 2:00 is NOT morning. Not really.  I was hoping to go back to sleep for just a few more minutes. That didn't happen but I did find my opening scene. It's not back story, it has the shark fin, it introduces and or mentions the key players. I HAS IT!! YaY!  The other thing I realized was that the rain had stopped.  AWESOME.  So I decided to call it morning and walk the dog between the rain storms.  The rain had turned to snow.  Curse that vile white stuff.

I had heard rain-ow in the valley and snow in the benches.  I can assure you that I don't live in the benches.  This is not rain-ow this is flat out snow. Ugh, now I have to leave for work early, find a snow route, dodge the other idiots who can't drive in the first snow storm (me included)... oh lament.

Doug is a snow freak, loves the white stuff.  I generally accuse him of dancing naked under the moon when the white stuff flies, but this time I'm blaming Warren Miller. That's right, you heard me.  Saturday night they had a film showing down town. You can not get that many snow loving bodies gathered together dreaming of the all that snowy goodness and not have the heavens do something about it.  Well, I hope it gets it out of its system and leaves us be for a while.  Or as always, I'm fine with snow in the mountains, rain in the valley. I don't think that it is too much to ask, but apparently it is.