First snow-slush

It snowed yesterday but not with the fat flakes that somehow look warm as they hug the grass. No, it was slushy snow, just like the kind that gets stuck in the cracks of boots and leaves grey streaks in every entryway. To recognize the first snowfall I had spaghetti for breakfast, stayed in my pjs until 4pm, took a nap on the couch, sofa chair, and in my bed, baked apple crisp and didn't leave the house until it was time for pork roast at the parents. It was perfect. Except for the part where it was freezing cold outside. And snow-slushing. In October.