Waking up to a frigid morning only to realize you hogged all the blankets the night before, so your husband only had the corners (poor guy).
Anticipating the never ending Macy's Thanksgiving Parade and waiting for the Detroit Lions to lose for the 12th straight game.
My Baby Butterfly
Clear blue skies and sunlight glistening off the grass and trees, knowing that back home it is probably gray skies and a blanket of snow. It really is a toss up to what I enjoy more. Although for the long haul, I'll take the sun, but at Christmas I'll take SNOW.