See all that water back there? Guess what’s at the bottom of it. Did you guess a sheet of ice? Ding ding ding! You have won the booby prize. Needless to say I did not take the compost out today, not that I really needed to. Mostly coffee grounds and some little bits of apple core and clementine rind. No old dead broccoli.

Actually the roads were great at 0-skunk-30 this morning as I knew they would be. It was raining cats and dogs but in the 40s, at least at the start of my grock grab trips. I didn’t even need my jacket, ski band, or glubs, just a turtleneck sweater and polartech vest with zip pockets for my phone, debit card, and key fob. I usually wear my ski band when I’m going somewhere people can see me because I look like a bank robber in my balaclava. Albeit a bank robber in a skirt. But y’know, some women rob banks and some men wear skirts.

It doesn’t look like that in my back yard this evening but it’s too dark for a pic so I’ll show you the “after” pic tomorrow. Ice started coming down in the early afternoon, just after the GG set off in Cygnus to do some errands. I could hear it more than see it. Needles from the sky. DON’T WRECK MY CAR! All was well and he returned just as conditions were going rapidly southward. Being a moom, I always worry about my [adult] children driving to and from work. The one who can work remotely did (as far as I know) and the other had the day off. They are great drivers but the traffic here is heavy and sucks even on a good day.

The ice eventually turned into snow and although there are aspects of Cubelandia I miss, I am soooo glad I don’t have to even think about commuting on days like these. Back in my childhood career at “that darn EPA”, I had no choice. Once we got something like 10” of snow overnight. It was still coming down when I was driving over there at something like 6:00 AM and there was thundersnow, which I could hear only because the Jetta we had then had some issue with the ventilation system and zee veeeendsheeeld kept fogging up so I had to drive with the windows open so I could seeee, don’tcha know. I was going along Plymouth Road (ALMOST THERE) and I got to the intersection of Plymouth and Barton Drive. There is a slight incline there and the LIGHT WAS RED! I wasn’t sure I would get through the intersection if I stopped. SO. I. RAN. THE. LIGHT. There were no other vee-hickles out there at that ungodly time of the morning. Just me and god-or-whoever and he/she/whatever gave me a pass that day.

It’s winter and this is the Great Lake State. Cheers!

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