Normally, I hate snow. I guess it's not really the snow I hate. It's the dangerous driving conditions that occur when it snows that I hate. This morning was a different story. I woke up excited with anticipation of the possibility of snow. As soon as I looked out of my bedroom window with hopes of the white stuff covering the ground;it began to snow! Not little snow flakes, great big super sized snow flakes! It was so pretty. I got up, got my shower, then dressed and headed off to work.
On my way to work the snow let up. Then it stopped. I felt a little sad. I thought, that didn't last too long. I arrived at work as usual. I went inside and began my daily routine. I turned everything on, set up sauces, pulled out dough to proof, set up buffet, counted money, set up the drawer, and made sure everything was set to go for the day.I happened to have a little time to sit down and enjoy a hot cup of coffee. As I was sipping my steaming hot cup of mocha, it began to snow again. I felt the little tingle of excitement again. It was so peaceful. I just sat there and watched the snow fall down. I think I like snow again. As long as it doesn't stick around too long or we don't get more than an inch or two at any given time, I will continue to renew my friendship with the snow. Maybe I'll even try sledding if we do get alot of the white stuff this coming winter!
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