A Little Prayer

Dear snow gods, I just thought you might want to know that it's winter now, and I'd really, really like some snow. See, it gets kind of ugly around here when it's winter and there's no snow, and who wants it to be ugly on Christmas? Nobody, that's who. And next Friday, I don't have to go to work, so I have big plans for the day. Here's a hint:

And although 24 inches of snow at the resorts is better than no snow at all, it's not enough to really ski on, so please, please, bring on the white stuff! Then I can do some of this as well:

If you come through with a monster dump this week, dear snow gods, my skis, my snowshoes, and I will thank you profusely—and so will everybody who'd like a beautiful, magical Christmas instead of a smoggy one. In the name of all that is white and fluffy, amen.