After we got a few inches of snow, it rained, then we had slush. The sun came out an the wind started to blow, the temperature dropped, and now we have frozen slush.

Oh fun.

I have to take The Curmudgeon to his neurologist appointment later today.

This means I have to de-ice my van.

Double fun. NOT.

I hate the cold, I hate snow, and I absolutely hate ice.

Color me grumpy. I guess I can always have some of this afterwards…