The heat is on

Literally. It is freezing here. Think I'm exaggerating? Easton and I went to the art museum this afternoon in Springville, and when we left it was snowing like crazy - everything was covered. I called Dave and told him we were moving back to Richmond. I held off as long as I could but my fingers were turning blue, so I turned the heat on. All right, my story does improve. As I drove home the snow turned to rain and my neighbors confirmed that my area never saw snow - except in the mountains. I felt much better. Easton was delighted and totally intrigued, though. That was fun.