Once upon a time, the weatherman announced Nashville would be experiencing an ice storm. I laughed. Pshh, Nashville doesn’t ever actually get winter storms. Then this happened:
Well, more happened but these are the remnants left almost a week later.
I grew up in California and Florida. What is this slippery stuff that keeps causing me to fall on my butt? Why is Taco Bell closed at 10pm? I don’t understand.
Don’t get me wrong, it does excite me a little bit to see this winter wonderland outside my window. However, it’s not as much fun when you realize most of it is about 2 inches of pure ice. This is only fun when you’re wearing ice skates and listening to cheesy pop tunes. Not when you’re simply trying to get dinner.
It appears it may actually get above freezing tomorrow which is apparently exciting. Who knew 40 degrees was cause for celebration.
Fingers crossed that this ice-pocalypse disappears soon so Nashville can step out of panic mode.
Here’s to warmer days and driving at normal speeds!
Facing Fearless 