Snowy neighborhood
When we left Louis Black's fantastic show at the Paramount last night, little bits of icy slush were everywhere. I slipped on the sidewalk once but thankfully stayed upright. We drove home so very slowly up Mopac, and could see several motorists stranded on the overpasses at 183. Little bits of snow would eddy across the road, looking like smoke or dust in our headlights.
This morning there was almost an inch of snow everywhere around the house. There's ice underneath it all, making it treacherous. The entire city seems to be closed. A lot of streets are impassable due to ice or cars are skidding around. Sorry northern friends suffering from actual snow. That's just how it is. If you promise not to make fun of me now, I promise not to mock you when summer comes and you freak out because it is 95 degrees. Mike is working from home. (I'm so glad I work from home.) Governor Good Hair is conveniently in California, avoiding the snow.
Snow is really blinding when the sun comes out. I'm glad this is a rare occurrence for us. Though it does annoy me that I never got a snow day ever during my school years. I remember UT making us all come to class during a terrible ice storm one time. Brr argh.