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Frankfurt Weather: Is It Normal?

Is there such a thing as 'normal' weather in Frankfurt?

This is my third, and last, winter here and each one has been so different than the others. Our first winter was gray and wet. Last winter was sunny but super cold. This winter is definitely the snowiest. We've had off and on snow for the last week or so. We went to bed one night - with flakes falling and rumors of school closings - and woke up to less snow than when we went to bed. Apparently it warmed up during the night. Where else in the world does that happen in the middle of winter?

Yesterday, one of the websites devoted just to weather, told us that it would snow all day in Frankfurt. I was here. It didn't. It did pour snow for about 30 minutes in the middle of the afternoon, but it did not snow all day. And then, about 5:15 p.m. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was a the pinkish, orangish band of light from the setting sun! Frankfurt is not known for it's sunsets so it was a bit surprising - especially in the winter. And equally surprising was the time it was happening. The calendar still says January but already I can tell that the days are getting longer.

The air is crisp and the snow is crunchy today. The sky is bright - not blue but not gray either. So if you've had the winter blues, maybe today will seem a little less heavy. If you have been slacking on your New Year's resolution maybe today will be the day that lets you get back on track. Do you have a hobby that you have ignored lately? Maybe today you can pull it out and have some fun with it. It's up to you to MAKE EVERY DAY A SNOW DAY!

Monday's Surprise

So I was wrong. That dusting of snow we had on Sunday turned into a lot more. It was like a pure white blanket had been laid down gently on the lawn. Everything so fresh and clean and crisp. We ended up with about 4 inches of the fluffy stuff. And it's weird because it was those itty bitty flakes that you can barely see. I can't imagine the amount of flakes it took to generate the frosting that we woke up to on Monday.

Never mind the count, it was enough to make driving conditions dangerous and school was canceled. First thing The Heir and The Spare did was to become fans of the Facebook group 'Waking Up and Finding Out You Have a Snow Day!' Ahh, true afficionados of the snow day! On days like these I am proud to say they are definitely my boys!

We enjoyed a leisurely morning doing a lot of nothing. Texts were flying, filled with plans for later. But before the boys headed off to the park for snow football with their friends, we raided the refrigerator and cabinets and broke out the fondue pot for lunch. Some bread from the corner bakery, some cheese from the French market, some grapes and Tostitos from the commissary...quite an international spread. It wasn't fine dining, but it's what snow days are all about. Don't let the next one pass you by. And remember, no matter the weather, MAKE EVERY DAY A SNOW DAY!

Frosting Our Day

We got a light dusting of snow today. It's nice. But as far as me and snow go - more is better. This one just barely covered the bits and pieces left from our last snow fall. I'll take it though. And so will the dog.

Guinness is like me. He LOVES the snow. Even today, with just a small amount, he managed to prance and trot around. He embraces the snow for all it's worth. And for reasons we don't understand, he gets some kind of joy out of rubbing his face and rolling in the snow. It starts with his backside in the air as he lowers his head to the ground. From there he rubs his chin and the sides of his face on the cold ground. When he is satisfied with that, he transitions into flopping on his side and rolling his body from side to side - all while moaning in delight. It's quite a sight and it seems to make everyone smile - either in embarrassment for us having such a weird dog, or in envy that they can't do the same. Even the dog enjoys a snow day!

But for me, I look out my third floor window and I don't see the snow on the ground unless I walk over and look down. Instead I see how the barren Chestnut tree branches are just barely topped with a layer of pure, white, frosty goodness. It makes for a nice contrast - the fluffy,white on the solid wood. If I could paint, that is what I would paint today. The view out my window - the intersecting branches with the dusting of snow. It'd be a fabulous, soothing painting.

Since I won't be rolling in the snow or painting today I've decided to just enjoy my inside time. For kicks I pulled out a Kraft recipe for Cinnamon Pull-Apart Bread that I had ripped out of a magazine years ago. The picture makes me think of the tree branches outside - intersecting cinnamon dough balls drizzled in fluffy cream cheese frosting. Okay, it's a stretch, but trust me when I say this - it was simple to make and it got rave reviews. On a decorative cake plate it easily looks like a bakery creation. This recipe meets the criteria to move to the front of the stack. Try it and let me know what you think.

So here's my weather report - snow or not, MAKE EVERY DAY A SNOW DAY!

Why Blog?

Why blog? Good question. Maybe a little more information about me would be helpful.

I am a glass-half-full (sometimes glass-overflowing) type woman currently living in Frankfurt, Germany with my husband, two teenage sons and an eight-year-old German Shepherd. We will finish out our 3-year tour this summer and we'll head back to our house in the states. We look forward to living in America again, but for now we will continue to enjoy our European adventure. So much to do. So much to see.

Living in different countries and climates (political and weather) has given me life lessons and experiences I would not trade for anything. Seeing the sights, eating the food, doing the 'whatever' has been great. Scuba diving in the South China Sea - loved it! Galapagos Island cruise - spectacular! Skiing in the Austrian alps - breathtaking! But what I cherish most is the people I can call friends. Whether they be my blood relative, someone I met in the third grade, or someone I met last week: it's the evolving relationships that I treasure and learn from.

Ups and downs, highs and lows. We all have them. So why not share them with your friends? It usually helps. Thrilled about a new relationship or a great sale online that includes free shipping? Share it with your friends. Did you try a new restaurant or enjoy a new kitchen product? Share it. Maybe the information you have will make my life easier. Maybe I'll be able to tell you something that will save you some time. Oh, and don't just share the positive stuff. Share what's bothering you, as well. It's possible that someone out there has had a similar experience and they could offer advice.

We all know that great relationships go beyond sales and restaurants. Great relationships offer you the freedom to be you with someone who appreciates that. So here, on my blog, I'd like to encourage you to be you - share your ideas, your advice, your knowledge.....your whatever. But most of all, I'd like to encourage you all to MAKE EVERY DAY A SNOW DAY!

Snow Days: The Gift at Our Feet

Why would a native Floridian want to make every day a snow day? Well, there’s the ‘you always want what you can’t have’ reason. But that seems to lose something in translation as it passes through freezing temperatures on it’s way to becoming snowflakes. It’s more about creating, exploring, sharing and playing.

I grew up in Orlando and enjoyed a childhood rich in what Florida offers – sunshine and water! Give me a warm sunny day, a body of water, a boogie board, a boat and skis, some family and friends and I’m a happy girl. It was a fun-filled childhood with few complaints.

And then the Sears, Roebuck catalog arrived. Let’s see….jewelry, kitchen appliances, tools, shoes, clothes, and what’s this….winter clothes? Win-ter cloth-es. Seriously? Who really needs ALL THAT STUFF. The hat. The scarf. The turtleneck. The sweater. The coat. The gloves. The boots. Give. Me. A. Break. Just dig out your close-toed shoes and a windbreaker and go play.

But something caught my eye. Those images were intriguing. As I took a closer look, I imagined the adventure that was about to begin. The two girls were bundled up like Christmas presents. They had a twinkle in their eyes, a sled, a puppy and a field of snow. I didn’t have any of that. It was different than anything I had ever experienced and it seemed like fun. So perhaps, given the opportunity, I could make room in my closet for some turtlenecks and some cable knit sweaters. A hat and gloves wouldn’t be so bad, right? But being a 12-year-old Floridian, it was difficult to convince people to give me a winter wonderland to test drive. And I can’t think of any Floridians (native or transplanted-snowbird, living or dead) who would tell you that freezing temperatures and snow could be a good thing. But I decided that I needed to investigate for myself.

It took a while, but I did investigate. I found out. And the final conclusion is that, to me, snow is beautifully and complexly diverse. The perfectly formed ice crystals fall from the heavens - a gift - landing at our feet. It's like nothing else I know. You can throw it, catch it, kick it, eat it, color it, melt it, freeze it, slide on it, build with it, climb on it, mold it, shape it, form it....so many options! You can enjoy the silence it creates as it falls, or the joyous chatter it brings when it has landed. You can ignore it or embrace it. Either is fine. Walk in it, or just peek at it through the curtains. Snow gives you choices.

So while we don't have a choice about how much snow will fall, we do have a choice about what to do when it does. And if you are lucky, a snow day will land in your lap when you least expect it.

Expected or not, snow days let you enjoy some cozy time in your pajamas with a good book or a stack of movies. Snow days let you feel like a child again as you repeatedly 'demonstrate' safe sledding to your children. Snow days let you turn the kitchen into a flour-covered cookie factory with your ‘tween-age sons. Snow days let you connect with neighbors over a bowl of chili and a margarita at noon on a Tuesday. A snow day will even let you stay in bed with the covers over your head. Like eating the first three cookies hot off the cookie sheet, snow days can’t be held against you. But they give you just enough freedom to let you 'be' what you normally wouldn’t. And isn’t that refreshing?

So some might say that my life is like a snow day. For that I owe thanks to my witty and inspiring husband, my loveable teenage sons, my devoted dog, and the hundreds of uplifting people with whom I have crossed paths, or developed friendships. I’ve only lived in three different states, but added to the three other countries I’ve inhabited, it culminates into something I’m proud to say is my life. Snow day or not, we should all make the choice to carve out a niche for relationships and interests and sharing. It's a good way to develop our adventure called life.

I have to admit that convincing others to love snow the way I love snow is a massive task. But I’ll keep working on it. And no matter the weather, let every day be a snow day!

I am Debbie. This is my blog. Let the snow day begin.