The Snow Storm that Broke my Back

Those girls across the street are taking photos with the snow person Doug and I made at 9:30pm the night before. I was so tickled that they were taking pictures with her/him (we didn't give her/him boobs, I thought her face was kind of feminine, but I'd rather leave her/him gender neutral to make things less complicated). I'm not happy to admit that rolling the snow for her/him probably started my journey to the worst back pain hilarity that ensued on the afternoon of our snow day.
I like this picture because it focused on the droplets on our window and reflects our Christmas tree lights, which makes the giant, snow-laden evergreen outside look like it has been decorated with lights.