We had an ice storm hit last night, no not as bad as what the midwest got. Ok, not as bad as anyone got, but we still got almost a quarter of an inch of ice. NOW you may all start playing your violin. Unfortunately, we didn't get any snow with that so the panhandle of Texas has just been turned into a skating rink. The locals seem to prefer doing their skating in their cars. A main road just two blocks away has a car in the ditch right now.
The main roads did get a little relief yesterday as traffic wore down the ice, but not the Church parking lot. The Stake President went to the Church to determine conditions and couldn't park straight in a parking space. He got out of the car, but couldn't let go of the car to go in the building. That's when he started the calls to cancel Church meetings.
The most wonderful news of all ...not... is that my oldest daughter and her family drove off in the ice storm Friday night to a town 150 miles away that is in the far side of the storm path. That means they will have to cross the whole ice field to get home carrying the most precious cargo, our two adorable grandsons.
I think I'll go make some hot chocolate with Tabasco sauce in it.