I’ve been in Kansas for FIVE years and every December, I hope for a white Christmas.
Most Kansans hate the snow, but it’s still a novelty to me. Look, the year before I moved here, I Christmas-shopped at the Beverly Center in shorts and flip flops. Cold to me was 60 degrees.
And here I am, five Christmases later and I still haven’t experienced the Bing Crosby magic of a white Christmas.
Now it looks like my holiday dreams might actually come true.
*fingers crossed*
(Can I make my own snow with a KitchenAid stand mixer? Because it seems like it can do just about everything else…)
