The Glacial Period of 2013

Holly warned me as I got ready this morning that the day was going to consist of a freezing rain. So as I innocently {and quite ignorantly I will add} walked outside this morning all spiffed up in my gear for a job interview {skirt, tights, and short heels}, I was immediately acquainted with the fact that freezing rain does not have very much to do with the actual temperature of the rain.

I grasped my umbrella firmly in my hand and prepared myself for the task of having to scrape from my car windows what appeared to be a sheet of ice as thick as the glass underneath. Knowing that my front steps are slightly {understatement} prone to iciness, I gingerly set my right foot down on the first step. Sadly, my first step became my last, as my front steps had been transformed into a veritable slip n' slide. With my legs stretched out directly in front of me {I was careful to keep my legs together, as any lady should}, I bumped my way down each step and continued to slide on my hind-quarters down my front path until I glided to a stop. I assure you that all was done in the most ladylike manner. And I would relay to you the extent of my bruising, but discussing the area in which the bruises are found would not be ladylike at all. All I will say is that I could use some sort of doughnut shaped chair or hammock.

Happy ice-skating!

-KB