It wasn't, however, nice when it came to my commute this morning. I've driven my fair share of icy roads, but not on three lane highways with people merging this way and that. I just kept telling myself to be cool and pretend like it was just like any other day of casually driving to work. Once I got onto the onramp and caught a glimpse of what I was about to slide into, though, I definitely broke out in a sweat. Not only were there hundreds of cars on the road but it was next to impossible to see the lanes! I like to drive in the center lane because people use the left lane to zoom around like hooligans and the right lane gets too messy with all of the merging. The center is safe. I like safe. Nothing was safe this morning. I didn't like it. But I magically got to work in one piece and back from work in one piece so no complaints! Supposedly it gets worse...?
I only had to work six hours today which was nice because the office was DEAD and it's really hard to get absorbed into your tasks when you're picturing your coworkers out living lives while you stare at your three monitors. Lunch was provided today, too, so it was a great start to the four-day weekend!
Garrett got off work early as well so we took full advantage of daylight and took a nice, long, wintery walk on the path by our house. Remy's eyes looked so awesome against the white backdrop but she has this weird sixth sense where she knows that I'm trying to photograph her splendor and does everything in her power to prevent me from getting what I want. Following is a sequence of what becomes of my efforts:
There's a pond about half a mile from our house that I'm sure will be superb for ice skating if a) I had ice skates and b) I wasn't afraid of falling through. I have visions of walking over with our (nonexistent) friends with thermoses filled with hot cocoa and Christmas music magically floating through the air as we spend a sunny (that's unrealistic) afternoon casually skating around the pond in the forest. Maybe people skate there a lot and I can just awkwardly skate near them and pretend like my vision is realistic!
Tonight I'm making my grandma's potato salad and Garrett is baking a pecan pie. We're heading up to Houston tomorrow and staying the night at Mammaw's - hopefully the roads are ok! Even though it's hard not being in Montana for the holidays, we're excited to start some new Morris traditions.
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