Well, I am still waiting for the "real" snow to arrive. We heard sleet pelting the windows throughout the night. Woke up to a couple of inches of ice crystals coating the deck. Boy, were those doggies surprised! Shadow, little "chicken dog" that he is, had to be coaxed out the door, and then didn't want to step out onto the grass. It took both doggies quite a while to get relaxed enough on the slick, crunchy stuff before they'd take care of business.
The weathermen have been promising the real thing all day, but so far all we've had is wind and that ambiguous "wintry mix." And they keep saying it's going to get worse before it gets better. I'm holding out for real snow before I go outside and play in it.
In the meantime, the crockpot is bubbling away with 15-bean soup, and I think it's about time for some hot chocolate in front of the fireplace.