It's funny when it's not with you

Today it snowed heavely for the fist time I’ve been here.

I went with Jacque to the mall this afternoon. We went after 2 pm, the weather was cold, the day was cloudy, like every other day in Amherst. After a lot of shopping, we looked outside through the door of the store and we couldn’t believe: the streets were all white, covered with snow. The only thing missing to complete my christmas imaginary was Santa Claus showing up.

We came back home and the snow was 4 cm height. Later, I talked with Bruno (9 pm) on Google Talk and the snow was already 10 cm height.....

(On a side note:

I didn’t see, but Bruno told me that when he was coming home by foot from the Umass, he fell pretty hard, just like these funny things that everybody seen in TV. He stepped on a frozen puddle of water, trumbled, his leg went high over the ground and he fell on his ASS!! It was a shame that nobody saw the scene and laughed and filmed. I would give up a Lottery winning ticket to have seen this scene....)

When Bruno came home (after his fall, hahahahaha), he invited me to play on the snow. Imagine: all white, beautiful, irresistible!!!

Detail: I had already showered, I was in pijamas and my hair was wet. Guess where “mr-bad-taste-joke” threw the snow? In my head, neck, inside my jacket, in my glasses... funny? I was frozen!!!! Imagine you being warm, getting snow in the head, neck, back and in your ass!!!

Ok, I admit, I am a fool because I did let him throw snow at me....

BUT I LOVED IT!!! It was so good, and I want it again, again (but next time, I’ll have vengeance!!!!!!