The Mr. and I returned today from a very lovely weekend in Park City. We've been engulfed in a giant fluffy cloud all day. The fog receded just enough for us to see the last slip of sunlight slinking away against the Oquirrh Mountains. I'm fighting the Sunday night blues by hunkering down under a blanket with candy cane hot chocolate and BD to watch the First Presidency Christmas Message. This year, we'll be having a different kind of Christmas. I feel infinitely lucky and loved. Honestly, I could float away on happiness.