The pink, friends, means ice. The kind of flattish, rectangular county right in the middle of the pink, friends, is me.
A slow, drizzly rain fell all day, and the temperatures never got above freezing. By the time I got home, delicate icicles had begun to form. 
It is supposed to get worse. Up to 1/4 inch of ice accumulation is expected before morning. I'm just glad it is the weekend and I don't have to get out in it. Fear not. I have plenty of soup, hot chocolate and tea, movies, and knitting.
If I had a fireplace, life would be just about perfect.
5 comments:
I'm glad you made it home safe, Becky. Your neck o' the woods made the WX Channel last evening on account of all the ice-related traffic accidents. It's usually pretty bad when TWC picks up local teevee footage.
Stay warm!
Thanks Buck. It did get kind of hairy there for a bit. By the time I got home from work, ice was beginning to accumulate on my windshield. Luckily, I only live about two miles from work and made it home ok.
I don't have heat in my car. No heat also means no defroster. I was going to get it fixed, but then I had to use the money I was setting aside for that to fix my dog after she got run over. Fortunately, I live in a place where I can get away with not having any heat.
Aww Man...I hate ice! Stay home and keep warm...knit as much as possible!
Brrr! I can't even imagine those kind of temperatures. Stay in and stay safe!
Robin, I hate ice, too. I'd much rather have snow.
Opal, thanks. I feel the same way about where my sister lives: Alaska!
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