We got our dark and cloudy and cold weather, perfect for snuggling and comforting. My mom went to a candlelight vigil on Saturday evening, and not very long after that, it began to snow.
I finally convinced Mom to put up the Catmas tree for the first time in six years, so I've been helping her do that in stages. She was thinking first the tree, then the lights, then the ornaments, all over a few days--no one wants my silly brother thinking that this is a giant entertainment center for him. (We've skipped the tree ever since he moved in with us.) I think it's too late already, though--the first casualty was the tree skirt, and we'd only just about got the lights on it!
That boy! I'm going to have to keep a very close eye on him. Just because this is new to him, I hope he doesn't wreck it for all of us and we wind up having to wait another six years!