Winter is beginning to look white. At this very moment snow is gently falling outside my window. It's absolutely beautiful. Although I'm loaded down with school reading, I hope that by the weekend I'll have some time to go skating. When I was little my parents and I used to go skating all the time. We would go to this little ring shaped (it had trees growing in the middle) ice rink that was located at a bottom of a hill; it was always rather hard to get down. After skating, there was a machine where you could put in a dollar and get either hot chocolate or noodle soup in a cup. I think it's these little things from my childhood that I'll always remember.
Ps. Please excuse the look of the walls, we're currently renovating, but I do think that the walls fit the outfit.
