Back to Earth on the 63rd Day.
This is cause for celebration. This is enough reason to go back to my much-neglected blog. All because last Sunday, the 23rd of November, my daughter and I saw snowflakes falling from the sky. For the very first time in our entire life. Whoooopeeee!!!
We alighted from the underground Metro, just after Sunday mass, and grumbled under our breath because it was raining. Again. And it was cold, unusually cold. Then, we both suddenly realized that the rain didn’t feel like rain because it seemed heavier … and no longer transparent. It was white, more solid than wet. It was … SNOWING! Little specks of white dots falling from the sky! Falling, not straight down like rain does … but falling like they were flying down, swinging in all sorts of directions, like little parachutes finding their own little spots to land. It felt magical, fairy tale-ish, and just plain unreal.
My daughter and I looked at each other and screamed, “It’s snowing!” — and instinctively, we pulled out our phones to take pictures of our first Snow Experience.
And that is why I am back.
To tell you about our first snow experience along Avenue Kleber. And to also tell you… that our “nanny-turned-cook” has finally arrived last Friday. Which is why I have been reunited with my computer, which is why I have my life back, which is why I am happily blogging again. Enough of this “Domestic Goddess” Wanabee dream. Housework simply spoils the brain. 🙂 Hahahaha.
So much reason to celebrate. I hope I will not be gone for such a long time again. Ever.