I have officially lost my mind. I crawl out of bed and slide my feet across the bedroom floor, down the hall, and take a glance up toward the back door as I turn in that direction. Is that frost? Wow. Ok. I shuffle my feet closer. No, not frost, but snow. It's snowing. It's not just small delicate flakes floating lightly to the ground. No, they're roughly the size of my head. How does this prove I lost my mind? I started laughing like a crazy woman. Funny one God.