The temp.

It's -4 C here.

Yay.

Christmas in the city!

Finally, I took some pics of the weather here in Seattle.

*None of the cars in the pics are mine (just fyi).

The view from my bed.
View from the front door.

Andrew and I in the falling snow.

The neighbor's wood pile.

Small collision on my street.

Perspective: My street is steeper than it looks.

Someone else went into the mailboxes! Whoops!

It's a bit slippery around here.

They were trying to get onto the street from our alley.

Our home. Doesn't it give you that "I want to be in there where it's safe and warm!' feeling?

The house across the street from my bedroom. I sometimes watch the traffic on the street behind it through the windows on the top story. I guess I'm easily entertained while falling asleep/waking up.

On really clear days you can see the Cascade mountains from our living room. They're far away, but seem really close on those days. Closer than the camera makes them seem.

In My Neighborhood

There's a bit of ice. And some bus drivers aren't local. And school children almost plunge onto freeways. You can watch it here.

Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's snowing!!!!! It's a fricking SNOW GLOBE outside, and do I get a snow day? No. No, I do not. I am stuck in the office.

It's okay though. The view out the windows is probably more interesting than those at my house, and I don't have to pay to be warm here. The only thing is I wish I could be outside for a bit, playing in the snow.

Man!

It's so so so so amazing out there. Wow.

Seattle, I love you.

You are beautiful tonight. I can't take my eyes off you. I can't wait for the morning, to really see you, all white and stunning. Keep your white dress- don't discard it so soon, okay? When you clothe yourself with snow, I feel like the whole world is wrapped in a comforting blanket. I feel so safe and secure. Everything lights up. Everything is clean and pure. It gives the impression that all is right in the world.
But please, if you do decide to warm up...don't go back and forth. I'm afraid you might go through mood swings, so to speak, and I'm worried that you will cover the road I live on with ice. And you know I'm scared of that, because how can anyone survive this hill if it's covered in ice? I'd be afraid to park or drive on it, and walking down- even with the sidewalks the way they are, with the little bump-outs to help you every foot or so- walking down sounds treacherous.
So if you get too cold and decide to warm up, please don't be fickle about it. You are so beautiful this way, and beautiful even when you are crying mists and rain. We have such a good relationship, especially now, but your ice terrifies me.
I think that's all for now, dear city. You are beautiful tonight.

What I really want for Christmas

Is for all to be right with my family.
And that Santa will give me the gift of correspondence.

Recent

On Sunday night I forgot my camera, and I'm really sad I did because I'd rather show you what happened than tell you.
But tell you I will.

REI had their Christmas party on the Skansonia Ferry, which is docked on the northern side of Lake Union and bedecked, inside and out, with lots of little white Christmas lights. The theme was somewhat obscure, but I think I picked it out eventually: 1920's-30's flapper in Havanna. They had a live band that taught us the most basic of salsa steps. This part of the evening was really fun mainly because my date was having the best time ever learning to salsa. He was shaking his shoulders more than his hips, but it didn't matter. We were having a good time, and no one was watching us (but if they were, we didn't care).

Must run. More later.