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Texas Snow...again!

waking up to the snow today made me really happy! seeing snow in general makes me happy. but.... seeing it from inside gaylord hotel made me even more happy because it was a cool 72 degrees and I didnt have to freeze my booty off to enjoy it! :)
i really wish i had gotten some pictures because watching the snow from inside out was really pretty, it was like a snow globe...but opposite...im not sure that made any sense. 
i was on the 4th floor over looking riverwalk cantina, a view from the top. and the room was quit nice! from what i can remember ;) what made the room wonderful were the curtains. keep the curtains closed and a person could sleep all day and not see a ray of sunshine, or in my case today...snow. if i could have i probably would have stayed in bed all day, but sadly, i couldn't. thank goodness i was able to utilize all 8 pillows, because at the comfort of my own bed, i have 6 pillows. i was really worried that i would have to settle for only 4 pillows. walking out from the hotel back to my truck in only jeans, a t-shirt and a blazer did not make for a warm walk.. so the home away from home was a good one. (minus the cold walk to the parking garage!)
this is not an actual picture that i took, but it gives you the gist of what the view from my room looked like. its pretty darn close to what i saw from my room...and just imagine looking out the glass and seeing snow! oooh so pretty! 
  

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