White Christmas?

Now I realize I could be jinxing myself here, but if there is a sudden downpour of snow in the Denver metro area, I take no responsibility. However, it has not snowed, like really snowed, at all this year. Sure, there have been a few days with some random flakes, but last year we had feet of snow before Halloween. Feet, people! As of today, Dec. 13, there has been no real snow in town to speak of. I know it's coming, and I'm crossing my fingers that it doesn't come next week when I am trying to get back to Texas, but at the rate things are going, there may be more snow in Dallas than there is here (and that's really saying something). If you need some holiday cheer, you'll have to satisfy yourself with this photo from last year.

And just for fun, here's a photo of the boyfriend looking like that snow shovel guy that made me cry from Home Alone. He's digging out my shiny red car while I take photos, which is some great teamwork if you ask me.

I'm not Cinderella...

So when I saw a little mouse scurry into my apartment last night, I wasn't excited at the thought of a new dress. I was completely freaked out. Not just alarmed, but standing on furniture and squealing freaked out. I then called my poor boyfriend and begged him to come over, even though he had to wake up for a flight in less than three hours. Hopefully, that was the one and only visit I will get from my new friend.