Janie, when we moved back North, I had to get snow boots and parka to survive the cold. Love it when it snows, but hate getting out into the fowl weather of winter. But I will smile, remembering when I was South and barely any winter, just *
HOT* weather, fire ants and sand burrs. So funny our last Christmas there when it snowed for the first time in a hundred years there; all my themes for winter decor (for some 20 years) was
"Let it Snow". It snowed like eight to 12 inches of fluffy, white snow that Christmas. And the furnace when off on Christmas eve. . . no repair men were working for two days and the rental company could care less whether we had heat or not.
Memories. Store up new ones this weekend. Take pictures. Celebrate the day. May it be a good weekend for you.