The night before last, I saw one of the best films I've seen in ages (at the theater)! It was Amazing Grace and it was amazing! I left so inspired. *Sigh of satisfaction* I would tell you all the pros and cons...however being entirely and wholly unbiased, I would tell you that there weren't any cons and then Id give most of the story away to those who have not seen it yet. So, yes I will refrain from giving you all my comments and inspired babblings (for now). If you haven't seen it and you like historical films (or even if you don't) I'd definitely recommend it. :)

So, just as my bubble of hope for snow was mercilessly popped by the weather reporters, low and behold! It snowed! I woke up this morning and looked out the window, mistaking what I saw for fog (yes, I'm that brilliant. But hey, I didn't have my contacts in...) Then, when I realized what it was, I was happy for the rest of the day. We had devotions at home and then had this glorious snowball fight. And just as the action subsided and Deborah, thinking that she was safe, lay on the snow in blissful contemplation, I saw an opportunity and couldn't help myself so I took it. I got a nice sized snowball and... hit my target. ;) Then feeling very self-satisfied I ran all the way home -- with Deborah at my heels. Then I got to shovel the driveway.