Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

Tick tock hurry up! In exactly 2 weeks today I will be all bundled up and boarding my flight to the French Alps. I love the tradition of snowboarding holidays, early mornings on first chairs, rosy cheeks and rudolph noses, steaming hot chocolates in the Alpine sun, new ski clothes freshly unwrapped under the Christmas tree, apres-ski vin chauds surrounded by new friends, warm and toasty by the crackling fire, steaming baths before hearty winter dinners in cozy slippers, mittens and beanies as we crunch footprint trails on the way to the pub, shaking out the snowflakes post snowball fight as we arrive indoors, ice-skating at night listening to cheesy carols, mistletoe kisses in wooden arches, aching muscles that last only days but thankfully the memories linger on, back at the desk we need the sanctuary of a minutes daydream...