Poor, poor George. I'm talking about our weeping willow tree, of course. Overnight we had a bit of snow and a good deal of sleet/rain. Today it's been doing the sleet/rain mixture on and off. Poor George is bent over and nearly touching the ground. I went out this morning and shook some of the ice off his branches. Hopefully we'll be able to pull him back up and rope him again so he's tall and straight.

Accalia was so excited to see the first signs of winter precipitation. We walked outside and she said, "Look! It's rain-snow!" Later, in the car on the way to return the pants I bought yesterday, she said, "Snow is my favorite food!"

So the Leader Day outfit update is this. I returned the pants I bought yesterday because there was too much flare at the bottom. I enjoy a little flare, but these almost covered my feet, and if you know me you know my feet are not petite (size 10). I found the perfect pair of pants at a different store for just a few dollars more. Yay!

Now we're off to the chiropractor.