Ice, Ice Baby*
I have seen all sorts of snow before. I've never seen it become six inches of solid ice. You'll notice no tire tracks in the pictures of the driveway. The car has driven over it three times now. Nothing. No cracking, no sinking, no tread marks, no trace whatsoever. The footprints are there because I attempted to go get the mail the day this all started. About half way down the driveway, I realized if I kept going - I wasn't coming back up.
Many people didn't get their driveways shoveled in time to do any damage to the ice. Other people used their driveways for sledding (and their yards). Though I think if someone tried sledding on what it is now, they'd certainly break something. It's sunny out today so hopefully it will melt some of it. (Since it's supposed to snow over the weekend, a little melting would be nice.)
It's amazing to see people walking on what looks like deep snow. They don't sink. It's just all wrong in my head. They should sink with every footstep. Then when you realize it's just solid ice, you wonder how the hell they're not falling on their butts every few steps.
Pulling in to the garage last night was one of the most terrifying things I've ever willingly done (willing meaning Dan refused to do it for me and insists the practice is good for me. Whaddya wanna bet he'd be singing a different tune if I HAD hit his car???). I was so afraid the car would slide and I would smack right into the side of his baby car. I was in a mild state of panic all day yesterday knowing that would be coming. The panic kept me very awake and alert on the drive home, I can tell you that. After I pulled into the garage (without sliding one single bit, I might add - GO Audi!), I was pretty sure I was going to throw up from the terror of working up to that. And if the sun doesn't do it's job today - I'll go through it again tonight.
Have I mentioned I am so very ready for Spring?
*I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I had to. I tried not to, really. My fingers were possessed by the ghost of the early 90's.