My understanding of “weather” is a little above nil, so last week’s dire predictions were filtered through my ears as “blah blah blah freezing fog blah blah”.

Freezing fog, as it turned out, consisted of a lot of freezing, and not a lot of fog. I will also say this: There is a 2×2 foot patch of ice on my pond that will support my weight. Don’t ask what sort of stupid shenanigans I went through to be able to say that. Let’s just say that there are a lot of floating icebits in my pond that proved to not be strong enough to support my weight.

Later on today, I’ll be going iceskating on the world’s smallest skating rink in my backyard. Or maybe I should just go to the Magic Season Ice Arena down the street.

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