While I am very thankful that we are not under snow house arrest like our very favorite East Coast relatives, I am ready for winter to be over.  It’s halfway through February, and that means March is next and that means spring is soon and, to be honest, I have found myself daydreaming about this a lot recently.  I actually shopped for new flip-flops online today.

It really hasn’t been that bad of a winter.  Sure, there has been snow and ice, but we live in Chicago.  I think I just kicked the winter off on a bad note with getting sick.  Even though exercising is good for my spirits, I have struggled to get back to yoga and Nia.  And it’s never fun walking home from work in the dark.

Anyhow, I don’t really have anything to complain about.  Girl just needs some Vitamin D.

See all of that white stuff in the air?  It is not a blanket of spring flowers, but %*$&^#@ SNOW!

This was the scene we returned to in Chicago on Sunday evening.  Yes, Sunday was in April.  It is sad.  I know.

At least all of the tourists will know exactly how to reach Oprah.

We called a snow day today in Chicago.

I sure do wish we had storage for the bikes.

Dave and I spent Christmas Eve in the ER.  We had the presents wrapped, the car packed and we were walking out the door to drive to my parent’s house.  Dave fell on the ice.  He heard a crack.  We drove to the hospital.

The good news is that there are no broken bones.  The doctors were worried about a contusion and put Dave’s arm in a full temporary cast.  We are going to an orthopedic doctor tomorrow for a follow up appointment.

The other good news is that we have had a very quiet and very relaxing first Christmas alone together.

Chinese take out anyone?

Dave and I checked out the mountain views on our honeymoon.  This is what a glacier on top of Mount Rainier looks like…in June.  Very similar, actually, to what my walk to the train in Chicago looks like…in December.