Help. The whole city is becoming encased in ice!
Journal of a mature, non-Olympic woman in the process of converting to cycling as a method of daily transportation. Dealing with weather and assorted perils; exploring equipment, psychological fortitude, and diet; experiencing our surroundings on a smaller, closer scale; saving gas & boycotting the car industry.
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:-) Not so bad as the big ice storm a few years back -- not yet anyway -- but bad enough. Hope you're staying warm!
Not as bad YET, Dale, but it’s getting there. I think we’re going to surpass that. Really. It was well on its way when I was out in it a few hours ago. Just wait and see.
Hi Kate here I am living in the other Hollywood and I feel a little guilty going to the beach. Weirdly, as much as I used to feel trapped whenever we got snowed in when I lived up there in Portland, now I kind of feel like I'm missing out on something.
Hmmm, I wonder what that would be. Must be the camaraderie of mass strandedness. Well, maybe I can live without that. Ciao, dolling! Don't freeze yo asses! Marianna
Hi Mewy. Yes, well I think the camaraderie of mass strandedness has worn off in a big way over at the ranch. Not here, though. L and I are having a great time.
Mom's all cooped up with "two grouchy people" and she's about to go nuts. I can't even get over there to bring her anything or give her any kind of a break. I feel bad, but then I remind myself she IS in a house, not a snow cave, and she has hot water and electricity and tons of food. Fortunately she insisted on taking the car out on the first snow day for a giant hoarding trip to the store.
Even this isn't going to make us all move to Florida, so don't get your hopes up. Bye. Say hello to the beach for me.
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