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So this is what they mean by walking in a winter wonderland. You would barely know how beautiful the winter can be if you lived your whole life in a state where temperatures rarely drop below 40 degrees.

Steph, Kim and I spent a couple hours ice skating in Central Park. It was snowing while we were there. Felt like we were in a movie. Rink rules stipulated we couldn’t take cameras on the ice. And for good reason. People were falling on their asses, shoulders and knees. For the record, I didn’t fall.

So much fun. I’ll go back before the end of the winter season.