We’re snowed in for Christmas.
We’ve canceled our trip to Portland to spend the holiday with my family.
We’re doubtful that we can get to a local Christmas eve gathering.
Our church has canceled all Christmas services.
And it’s a good thing I got home from Cincinnati, because an icy arctic blast has provoked my friends there to cancel their own Christmas parties.
Be safe, everybody. We have everything we need in our own homes and hearts. No need to make that last-minute trip to the shopping mall, no need to risk our lives to get to a party. Put on Over the Rhine’s Snow Angels and sing along: “I wanna get snowed in… with you….”
And speaking of that… I’m quite happy being snowed in with Anne.
P.S. We’re especially appreciating our backyard ornament this year: I’ll bet you can guess what we’ve named it…
