Best Laid Schemes ...

I needed snow for this photo, I got none.
What I did get was the scare of a lifetime when the Beloved went to the bathroom in the morning, and managed to faint off of the toilet, into the bathtub. He was hanging (head down, butt up) in the shower curtain. I screamed at him, and shook him. He said, in almost a perturbed voice: "What? I'm sleeping!"
"Like HELL you are!" I yelled.

So that was fun.

Well, we did laugh about it later. Much later. When I was confident he was not going to die on me at Christmas.