Turns out my jealousy of last year’s storms was a little premature. We woke up this morning with a half foot of snow, and it hasn’t stopped coming down. “They” are saying that with the windchill, it’s going to be -20.

Suhweet.

I was over winter after the 2nd snowfall this year. I was excited for it since I hadn’t been in snow in 2 years. But if I had a chance to live in a sub-tropic area for the rest of my life, I would take it.
No regrets.

Since I’m already daydreaming and have spent the last couple days reading old blog posts, let’s look back.

This time last year…
My liver was on it’s way to forgiving me.
I was starting to settle into life as a YWAM-er in Perth, Australia…complete with ashtray tasting shark and 6am morning exercises. My days consisted of going to the beach, tanning, and checking out all the hot surfers learning about Jesus.
It was good times.