It turned out pretty great, even though it was so cold that someone's cup of tea left on the back porch that night froze solid in hours. The snow was so cold it sparkled like diamonds. Everyone slept inside.
Some of the things I like best about having guests over are the moments when I get away all to myself. It might be in the bathroom, the bedroom, the front porch. I listen to the murmurs or the laughter and feel a little like I'm in a hotel. Sometimes I even read for a bit. It's a different kind of being alone than when the house is empty.