to update.

It snowed yesterday.

I called home to report my first Seattle snow. It was snowing there too. Tyler Eide wasn't impressed: "Isn't it always snowing in Colorado?"

The family went Christmas tree cutting yesterday. I am sorry to have missed that tradition; it's a favorite. But Lerin and I participated in the selection and set-up of a Christmas tree for Tyler's house instead, and it wasn't a bad substitute.

Lerin Herzer is the best snow day companion I can think of. We bundled up and set out for lunch in Fremont, only to be met with the first few flakes as we walked. We stopped in the middle of the street to revel in them (read: we squealed a lot), and despite their sloppiness (Seattle snow is understandably wetter than what I'm used to) we were determined to eat lunch outside.

I feel bad for our waitress. But chicken tikka masala tastes better in the snow. And we left a good tip.

My little red boots (my pride and joy) are suede, and weren't very pleased with the soaking they got, but running through puddles hand-in-hand with Lerin on our way to the Fremont Library and then back to Peet's for vanilla chai was utterly worth it. They're second hand anyway.

We stopped at Dusty Strings to examine their latest crop of harps before joining the boys in a trek to Ballard for the perfect Christmas tree, which they purchased and tied securely (?) to the rearview mirrors of Tyler's not-so-snow-worthy Honda Civic. To its credit: we only spun out a few times.

But Tyler likes to drive in the snow; so on we ventured to the top of Queen Anne Hill, which is where the real magic was happening. And just when I thought Seattle couldn't get any more beautiful.

The boys' house is tastefully decorated with lots of twinkle lights and holly from the trees outside, and the tree is only slightly lopsided.

Four days 'til Christmas. :)