WNBP On The Rocks

If ever there was a person sick of all things icy, it is I.  Yet another winter "event" rolled into Maine today.  While it wasn't nearly as bad as last week's gift from the heavens, it has rendered me highly unappreciative of the season.  And it is only December.  I still have months and months of this winter business through which to slog.

Happily, it is Wednesday night.  I am home where the ice can't get me and it is time for the Wednesday Night Bullet Post!  Let's see what we have on ice for you tonight:

*The drive to work this morning was, in a word, "unpleasant."

*We did not have a delayed start to the school day.  I'd sort of thought we might...

*Hence, I was a little unprepared this morning.  

*Hence, I was not as prompt leaving the house as I should have been.

*Hence, I was late to school because I had to drive really, really slowly.  

*I also forgot to clean the litter box before I left and both kitties were looking daggers at me when I got home.

*Good news.  The new car is like a tank in the snow.  It clings to the road like it has suction cups.  This was the thinking behind going with the car that had the higher price tag.  Go me.  I finally did something right in the vehicular judgement department...

*When I left school for the day, I discovered said car to be completely encased in ice.  Chipping was involved.

*This thing also has a wicked good defroster.  But I still didn't get the top half of the windshield cleared before I gave up and just left.

*I figured that, unless there was some sort of aerial attack, I'd be OK.

*A decision has been reached regarding the Too-Short-Mitten.  If it was for me, I'd just learn to live with a certain amount of asymmetry in my mittens.

*But, as I'd hoped to add these to the Christmas Pile, I guess I should rip them back and reknit the top.  Symmetry is good when gifting.  

*I'll do it over the weekend.  I don't feel like it right now.  

*I'm all tuckered out from ice chipping.

*I finished Ptolemy's Gate last night.  It is the third and final installment in the series.

*Sometimes, even when you know the author has done the right thing and that he could not have ended it any other way, you still feel sad.  

*You want to read it again to see if maybe things will turn out differently.  Maybe people will make better choices.  Maybe someone will see the light in time to make a difference.  

*It's a library book, though.  I should really return it so that someone else can enjoy it.  Fabulous trilogy, people.  Fabulous!!!

And there you have it:  Wednesday in review and served on the rocks.  I should probably get going.  There is much to do if I am going to be ready to head out the door on time tomorrow.  I have morning bus duty and late isn't going to cut the mustard again.  Especially since there isn't going to be a storm or anything upon which to blame my tardiness.  Frankly, I will be glad for the break in the winter weather.  If I have to look at another bit of frozen whatnot falling from the sky, I may go utterly mad with it all.

We are ignoring the fact that at least two more storms loom on the meteorological horizon.  We are ignoring it with great determination.  There is squinting and hand-clenching involved for maximum concentration power.

Ice is not nice.

SA