Snowy reunion...

How about that... I got into town yesterday - and this morning, I look out the window (and down my Dad's treacherous driveway) and there's bunches of snow on the ground.

And still more coming out of the sky.

There's nothing like this kind of weather to make a transplated yankee in texas feel like he's coming home...

I dare not tell my kids about it - they were already disappointed they couldn't come up to see grandma and grandpa - add missing a snow storm to the mix, and they'd be bawling.

One more day...