In order to get my daughter to school on time, we need to leave the house by around 7:00 am. An ungodly hour, I know, but I don't make the rules. I just follow them. Usually, things go along pretty smoothly. This morning, however, there was an unexpected glitch. The windows of my car were covered with sheets of ice. Ice?!?! I couldn't see a thing, so I had to crank up the front and rear defoggers, throw water on the windshield and try to scrape it off with a spatula. I froze my ass off! As I did this, without so much as even a cup of hot coffee to bolster me, my daughter sat snugly in the heated car and wrote herself a note for me to sign explaining why she was late for school. Ugh!
Later, as I thawed out with that aforementioned coffee, I read an article in the SHT that predicted a slight chance of snow for this weekend. Snow?!?! What happened to global warming? I mean, I like snow as much as the next guy, but in it's proper context - like, say on the ski slopes in Aspen - or better yet, on a Christmas card from my relatives up north. I'm certainly not prepared to find it on my front lawn!
