While I've been known to complain about sand, I actually love the snow! These past few days Pennsylvania saw about 8 inches of snowfall, way more than predicted -- "an overachiever," in the words of the poor meteorologists who seemed genuinely bewildered and embarrassed by their oversight (it's okay, meteorologists, we forgive you; no one, least of all your Doppler radar, can understand MOTHER NATURE).
Two of Marshall's gym clients ended up canceling today, and I was working from home, so we decided to break at halftime and go outside and frolic. We ended up shoveling for like an hour, and then we decided to make a snowman! We gave him wild pine hair and Victorian buttons. Then Marshall scooped a bunch of snow into a pile and, like a wintry Michelangelo, scraped and molded it into a charming, overgrown snow bunny.
Below are some photos. They're really cute, so try not to vomit.