My Love Affair with Snowmen

It's Friday and I'm sitting at my desk watching the world go by thinking about the 900 things I should be doing at home. Ah Home.."the place that you go where they have to take you in"....at least that's what Robert Frost thought. Seems like most of my thoughts revolve around home this time of year.

I love Christmas time, the decorations, tree, Christmas music, special programs and yes, even the fluffy white stuff that's cold and you can make people out of it! I have a passion for SNOWMEN! My husband says I have a "thing for fat, white men" and he is quite happy about it as he says he fits into that category.

I started collecting snowmen while we lived in Savannah, Georgia. I guess I became attracted to snowpeople because of the lack of snow in Savannah. It's really hard to get excited about Christmas while you are doing your shopping in Bermuda shorts. One of my first snowmen was actually a water globe with a top hat, carrot, plastic coal and sticks floating in water....it was called "A Flordia Snowman".

I had one or two snowmen and the next thing I knew....I was a collector. ( Does Three equal a collection?) It seems that friends and family are always excited about people who collect items as they feel they can always pick up a (You fill in the blank) for Mom, Aunt Suzy or that eccentric friend (which is the category I seem to most often fall). The next thing I knew I was inudated with the fat white cold guys. They took over the mantel on the fireplace and spilled over into the window sills, side tables, porch and even the bathroom. I have cowboy snowmen, wooden snowmen, china snowmen, plastic snowmen, and snowmen wearing fur coats. I even have snowmen I don't even like ( but please don't tell my friends). I also have a Christmas Tree with nothing but snowmen ornaments and litlle plastic snowmen to cover the lights. I even have a snow angel for the top of the tree! I even have a snowlady "raggedy ann" doll with a snow doll. Ok, I admit it, I'm a snowman addict! However, my passion for snowmen has really subsided with the lack of space in my little country cottage.

Now I can look out the window and see snow. I can create my own snowman, snowlady or snow family. I can wear boots and tromp on it, sled on it, roll in it, sweep it, shovel it and be overwelmed by the beauty and whiteness of it. I can sing "White Christmas" and really mean it! I love nothing better than looking out the windows from my home office and watching the birds eating from the feeder and the smoke coming from the Hardy.

HOME is one of the nicest four letter words I know!