When I say mac and cheese I mean lobster mac and cheese. In case you're wondering, it was delicious.
So I sat with my Mary and my Mac and I waited. Within just an hour or two it looked like this outside.
By the time Chris and I decided we wanted to make root beer floats (because who doesn't want ice-cream during a blizzard?) our neighborhood was covered in a fresh blanket of snow.
I love how quiet everything seems to feel when it's under a new coat of snow. I took this photo Saturday evening around 11:00 p.m. and the street was as still as its ever been. It was illuminated with a white winter glow that only Mother Nature can pull off. Even if you're not a fan of cold weather (like myself) the beauty of last night was undeniable.
We walked to brunch Sunday morning and the snow was still falling and unfortunately so were the temps.
We went to a restaurant by our house called Eleven City Diner. As we sat in our two-person booth with the cute 1950s music playing and snow falling outside I said, "Chris, this moment is just so perfect." And then he rolled his eyes and told me to stop being weird.
After brunch we wanted so badly to just go home and cozy up on the couch, but Harlow of course had other plans. Having a (slightly hyper) dog in the winter in the city is painful. That's just the only way I can describe it. Har doesn't have a backyard so that means we still go on five walks a day, whether it's 20 degrees or -20.
Because we really didn't have a choice in the matter, Chris and I put on our ski clothes and decided to take Harlow to the park. We knew we had to be good dog parents and take him out for at least an hour because we know it won't be happening on Monday when it's supposed to be -45. And that's not a joke, it's really going to be that cold with windchill.
It all started off so well. As you can probably imagine, Harlow loves the snow.
But then Harlow saw him. Which brings me to part two of my post, Harlow vs The Snowman.
"Wait a second. Wait a damn second, that wasn't here yesterday. What in God's name is that devil creature? I don't like this, I don't like this one bit. I better bark at it for awhile."
"This looks bad. Identify yourself, devil creature. What are you? Who are you? IDENTIFY YOURSELF!!!!"
"Oh shit, did he just move?"
"I will attack you! Or I will just continue barking. The choice is yours."
"Okay I'll sniff, but this feels like a trick. That nose looks like a carrot to me. And I don't like carrots either."
"Wipe that smile off your face, this is my park."
In Harlow's defense this was one very menacing looking snowman. And in the end Harlow did what he had to do, he marked the snowman as his.
I am nervous for the frigid temperatures that are moving in right now as we speak. -45 is just scary. Stay warm if you're in an area that is being hit! Be cautious of your pets and if you have ignorant neighbors be cautious of theirs, as well. The winter of 2014 has certainly started off with a bang. Cheers to the week ahead and experiencing life in the arctic!