Last night it snowed. And then it rained. And then ice came down from the heavens and dented everything. And then it snowed again.
We've been enjoying an unusually mild winter here (actually, winters here are usually much more mild than people think) but this was just...yicky.
This morning most of the snow had worn away in the rain but what was left was slushy and nasty.
The roads were fun to drive on too, especially while trying to have a discussion about
a) tanker trucks. No, they aren't all firetrucks in disguise.
b) driving speed. No, I'm not passing the tanker truck.
c) the heat variables on the ouside of a car. Yes, the ice on top of the car will melt and fall off in a big crash before we get to town. No, you will not be scared. You are with me.
d) Superman and Spiderman. My feeling is that Superman would be able to clear the roads of snow faster, thus kicking Spidey's red heinie.
Big chunks of ice would hit the windshield, Rosey would squeal, and Cass would pat her hand and go on about how when the snow hits, the heat from the heater sends it zooming off, and that's why the snow blows off the car. Meanwhile, I was stuck behind the dratted tanker truck, creeping along, fishtailing in the ruts.
I may have taught them both new and interesting driving words.