It isn't sticking, but it keeps coming down!
It started coming down in huge floaty flakes and I rushed outside with just my sweater and Chick followed, bewildered at my excitement, but willing to jump on board with me. I fed the chickens and then started dancing around the yard in the huge flurry of cold white sky to "Like A Prayer" which came on just then. I am playing Madonna REALLY LOUD. 
The most awesome noise? I heard the kids at the Max's school ground shrieking and hollering with excitement. His school is only a block and a half away. Maybe he's out there dancing in the snow too. I feel so giddy I might explode. (In the best possible way)
Chick looks put out here, but she was trying to catch the flakes in her mouth and caught the whole excitement thing from me because she's a young dog, not a thirty six year old serious business woman. She started racing around frantically looking for a toy to cash in on my sudden departure from the boring cleaning chores I was doing before which prevented me from playing with her. I almost lost a finger to frostbite, but who the hell cares? What a wonderful day!I've only called Philip at the shop thirty times so far to make sure he noticed the snow falling.