Sunday, January 31, 2010
It's been a rough weekend outside the Rabbit Warren, peeps. The roads have been solid sheets of ice. The town has been little more than a scared, shivering frozen tumbleweed of a ghost town.
I do not own an ice scraper. I got inventive and used my kitchen spatula instead.
Life is hard in the snow. We Southerners just aren't used to it.