I shall protest and pretend it is not happening and good things will happen.

This morning in the shower I thought, "Hey!  I'm gonna wear a cute, twirly skirt to work today because, ya know, it's going to be winter soon and I will then be relegated to practical clothing."  ("Practical clothing" was nearly a swear word (swear phrase?) in my vocabulary prior to my move to Utah, but progress has been made.)

I donned my cute, only-worn-once-before, twirly skirt and proceeded to get ready for the day.  It's pretty springy, but I thought I could pretend it's appropriate for autumn, too.

Twirling my way (not really) into the living room with my gloriously huge picture window, I noticed it was a little darker than usual outside as I sat on the couch to commence my daily morning reading before work.  After awhile, I started to hear neighbor kids squealing, which was quite odd as I never hear them in the mornings.  After some time, the squealing seemed to be multiplied with more children chiming in, and then it morphed in to a sort of chanting.

Okay, chanting sounds really creepy, and all children-of-the-corn like.  I'm talking about the type of singing kids do on the playground in their little sing-song voices.  ANYWAY.

While trying to focus on the Written Word, but simultaneously trying to figure out what in the heck is going on, I concluded that possibly they were just playing and started making fun of some kid, hence the chant-like singing. (Not creepy.)  My inherent nature to always defend the underdog was gettin' all riled up, ready to go beat up some little kids (not really), when I thought I deciphered them singing about rain or something.

And that is when my heart dropped in realization.

People.  It's a friggin' blizzard outside.  In October.  Before Halloween.

WHAT HAPPENED TO FALL????  Sad face.

Well, I decided to not change out of my springy twirly skirt to signify my protest and as a a way of telling the snow to suck it. (I am so classy.)

On my drive to work (in the snow that I pretended wasn't there), I suddenly felt bad for being so ungrateful when I am so blessed.  I said a little prayer apologizing for my thought process and pressed on.  Then I get to work, and ya know what happened??

I get an email in my inbox from Southwest Airlines (who I was recently contemplating starting to hate) saying they're having a sale for flights starting at TWENTY-FIVE FLIPPING DOLLARS.

Well, Southwest email, I have been waiting for good flight prices to travel to and from my wedding so I don't have to drive (me no likey driving), so I love you so much I could makeout with you if it wouldn't make Josh mad!  (He's the jealous type.)  I clicked right through, and whatdayaknow the dates for the fare are valid just around the dates I need for the wedding.  Woohoo!  And not only that, after skipping some dates in which they are not valid, the sale fares were good again on the dates for my Utah reception so my parents could also purchase cheapo flights to come here!

Tender mercy, indeed, my friends!  I'm thinking that Heavenly Father likes attitude adjustments.  Or something.  Any way you want to read it, all this good fortune is making it basically impossible for me to be upset about the snow.

So!  If you wanna travel from December 1st through the 16th, or from January 5th through February 10th, you should totally check this out.  Be quick, though - it's only good through this Thursday, the 29th.  The website has been pretty packed with traffic, so you may encounter some errors, but keep trying my friends - you'll get through eventually.

And all I can now say about the snow now is:

YAY FOR A DECEMBER WEDDING IN ARIZONA!!!!

And this picture really has nothing to do with this post, but I just think we are pretty adorable, if I do say so myself.  Plus, he is the REAL REASON I have no reason to be upset about the snow, as he makes my life pretty darn fantastic.