What We Are Left With

A layer of ice, a layer of snow, a layer of ice, a layer of snow...

And this is what we are left with this morning. A stunningly beautiful, sunny day, where the trees are glistening with ice covered branches. The snow covered ground has a swirled pattern ingrained due to the layers of ice, and it truly is beautiful to look at.

Luckily for me, I still have power to my house, aka heat, and I don't have to go anywhere.

Hopefully everyone else will make it safely through what is left of this storm on the East Coast, and everyone traveling today, including Daddy, who went to work, will arrive home safely.

Of course, arriving home safely will be an adventure for our Daddy. Where we live, Cincinnati is full of hills. Beautiful, large, rolling hills in the summer. Treacherous, hard to drive on hills in winter. And for those of you who have seen our house, you know this means Daddy somehow has to try to get his car up our very steeply inclined driveway.

We were out last night at 9 P.M. trying in vain to de-ice the driveway. With ice a half inch thick, it proved to be impossible. We shoveled off what loose ice was on top, and applied our driveway heat, but it was useless. It was fun to listen to and skate on though. In the quiet of night, with no traffic going by, the driveway heat crackles like rice krispies, and Mike the ever comedian pretended for a moment to be a hockey goalie with his shovel in hand, skating at the bottom of the driveway. Katie of course, wants to know where we can get a pair of ice skates. She is desperate to try ice skating.

I will try one more time while Nicholas naps today, and see if I can find our driveway for him once more...