one of the "hazards" of living in north florida is that this little wooden snow angel is probably as close as we're going to get to having a white Christmas. and while i know in my head that most of you have been pounded with several feet of the powdery white stuff and are cold and miserable...in my midwestern heart, snow is supposed to go with Christmas. kinda like Rudolph goes with Santa, kissing goes with mistletoe, and chestnuts go with an open fire...snow goes with Christmas. i have so many wonderful childhood memories of making snow angels, having snowball fights, and of course, the neighborhood snowman building contests. it took us thirty minutes to get bundled up for a ten minute stay outside, but mom always had the hot chocolate ready when we scurried back inside, and somehow that seemed to make our frozen hands and nose worth the effort.
so, i guess what i'm saying here is that, well, i miss the snow. and to answer your question...yes, i'm crazy.