Let it snow

I, like basically everyone else, was shocked to wake up to snow yesterday morning. I was particularly shocked because the night before Scott checked the weather forcast and read it aloud to me. It said, "Showers likely." We did not realize it would be snow showers.

As I was rooting through the trunk of the car to find the snow brush, a salt truck came by and sprayed me all over about the legs and feet with a salty compound. They treat the salt with something to make it stick to whatever they spray it on. I had a bitch of a time trying to wipe it off. Even when I thought I got it all, I trip to the bathroom mirror at work revealed I hadn't gotten even a portion of it.

Awesome!

Now that, my friends, is what I call invigorating.