At first, this husband thinks winter is pure magic. A few snowstorms later, his cheerful diary turns into one very expensive meltdown.
December 8: 6:00 PM. It started to snow. The first snow of the season! My wife and I took our cockta!ls and sat for hours by the window, watching huge soft flakes drift down from heaven. It looked like a Grandma Moses print. So romantic. We felt like newlyweds again. I love snow!
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