Welcome to the Deadly Ice Planet of Death AKA February
It’s not much to look at, admittedly. It’s the mundane ice planet of death. But those apparent bald patches of lawn there are actually encased in ice, thick enough that Krissy and the dog both had difficulty walking across the lawn this morning. The roads are a mess, school is canceled and Krissy is staying home. And of course more mess is on the way, with snow, sleet and ice trading places as the day goes by, and a winter storm warning that doesn’t expire for 36 hours.
Looks like I picked the wrong day to stop drinking antifreeze.
Anyway, hello, we’re doomed. Welcome to February.