FROZEN

There are many things I like that are frozen. Whenever I'm in NYC I always get a Froozzen Hot Chocolate from Serendipity (not a great restaurant, but a great dessert). I quite enjoy ice cream and other frozen delights. However, I do not enjoy frozen weather. Currently we are experiencing RIDICULOUSLY cold weather. Today it got just above freezing. And when I say just above, I mean just. Per weather.com it is now 37 degrees. I realize those of you in chillier states are scoffing at my plight. But, in my defense- 5 days ago it was 78. AND not only do we have freezing conditions, but the cold weather was accompanied with rain. Rain + 25 (temp last night) = ice storm.

The ice storm did not come as a surprise. The weathermen had been threatening it all day. So, last night I lay snuggled in my bed playing solitaire on my iPod and watching mindless dribble. My girlfriend called to tempt me out of my comfort and attend book club.

"No thank you."
"But I'll drive" (earlier in the day, while exercising at the gym, we discussed whether or not book club should be canceled. I thought it should, but she thought the weathermen were being dramatic.. where is Mark Eubank and his white coat when you need him?)
"I'm already in my pjs."
"I'll come and pick you up."
"No thank you."

I refused because of the brewing weather, but also because I'm currently boycotting everything. I'm stewing. Nothing big, but better to be unseen than remembered for a verbal outburst.

1 hour later the rain started. Hard rain and lots of it. I was happy I wasn't coaxed out of my warm bed. Obviously they were not being dramatic.

This morning EVERYTHING was canceled. Adam, the littles and I stayed cozy in bed until just after 9 am. We watched as the local news tried to fill THREE hours worth of airtime (they pre-empted the Today Show) with a compilation of the "Hazards of driving", "Why SUV drivers are dumb when it comes to icy conditions", and "What not to do with ice on the road." We laughed hysterically at the commentary and prayed for it to end. Lulu finally fled, but not because of the TERRIBLE news coverage, rather "hurt feelings" which were a direct result of Adam not letting her sit on him. She was easily coaxed back with the promise of a secret whispered in her ear. (I would have taken a photo, but my toes were cozy.)

Luckily it will only last for a day. Tomorrow it will be 60.