~The First Snowball~

So...every year Randy and I have a competition on who can get the first snow ball. This all started last year when every day leading up to the snow, Randy told me that he couldn't wait to peg me with a snowball in the face. Well...one night we were about to go to bed and Randy was refusing to take the dog out to go pee. Reluctantly, I took the task...only to my surprise to find a fresh blanket of snow on the ground. My head starts plotting the best way to get the "first" snowball and I realize that Randy is upstairs...getting ready for bed. So I take the dog back inside, snowball in hand, and sneak up the stairs. (mostly I'm not very good at sneaking as I was giggling the whole way). This however didn't tip Randy off...he just asked what I was laughing at. I walk into the bedroom where I find Randy, not suspecting a thing, and I peg him with a cold, wet, snowball. Randy was so surprised and mostly upset that he didn't get the first snow ball. So this year, he vowed to get me before I got him. Tuesday evening, I come home from work only to find snow on the ground. The plotting begins. I call him to find out where he is and discovering that he was close, I decided to be a "good wife" and take the dog for his nightly walk...the whole time thinking to myself, Randy will go into the house, not suspecting anything...and I'll get him once again! We usually just walk him around the block, but by the time I got done with that, I noticed that Randy was still not home...so the long walk we took. As I'm on my way home from this long walk, I see Randy walking towards me...and only one thought crosses my mind...SNOWBALL. I take off with the dog in a mad dash, trying to get as far away from Randy, as quickly as possible. The mad dash worked, as it left Randy standing there, wondering what the heck I was doing. By the time he figured it out, I was long gone. I ran home, put the dog in the kennel, got my ammo, and hid behind the house, waiting for the unsuspecting husband to return. 5 minutes pass and still no sign of him. I start to wonder if he's coming back at all. But I wait. Few minutes later he appears, snowball in hand (as am I), but I realize I no longer have the element of surprise. He throws his snowball at me and misses, giving me a free shot. The snowball flies through the air towards him but alas, he evades it by less then an inch! So much for the first snowball of the year...but we sure had a fun time trying to get each other. I'm so glad to be married to someone who is just as big of a kid as I am! :) Hope everyone is enjoying the snow!