snow, snow, snow, SNOW

This past weekend I was lucky enough to make it up to Montana with my parents to visit my Grandparents and Aunt and Uncle. It was so great!

I got stopped by the special security in the airport - which nearly cause me to miss my plane...I had to run to my gate and jump on the plane at just the last minute. Seriously...one more minute and I would've missed it. And then on top of all that, my body decided it wanted to be sick...but Montana was a great place for some down time.

My favorite events were:
* playing cards with my Nan
*creating things with Aunt Pam
*eating (I tried my very first caviar and also visited, twice, my favorite bakery in downtown Hamilton)
*spending hours nestled up watching snow falling outside the window
*walking in the snow and hearing it crunch(okay...so I had to taste some too, I don't get to the snow very often.)

There's just something so peaceful about snow. Plus all noises seemed so muffled in the snow landscape....a vast difference from my very noisy neighborhood!