Last night after Creamie went to bed, and my mom was reading a book on the couch, Scott and I snuck out for a quick date. We picked up a few cupcakes and headed up into the mountains. We drove to a beautiful overlook where we could see the lights of the whole valley. And we sat in the car and watched the snow falling and just talked for a few hours. It was near perfect.
This morning we woke up to this. It’s pretty, isn’t it. And because of the snow everything we had planned today has been cancelled. I think I’ll make bread and soup and maybe some pie. And I think that just might make today near perfect too. Have a good weekend.