The weather outside

Kate didn’t want to take her car to work this morning, given the conjunction of the CRAPPY front moving in from Canada mixing with the ASSY front coming in from the Atlantic, resulting in… well, you figure it out. When I ducked out this afternoon to get the mail, I took her car.

One very slippery ride down our road later, I got to the postoffice, chatted with Pam (our postmistress) and Claude (our mechanic) while they recounted the most gruesome episodes of Fear Factor they’d ever seen (one involving ferrying leeches from place to place in one’s mouth) before coaxing Kate’s car up the hill to home again.

I love small town living.