I don't know how the roads will ever get better with this wind/cold. Salt doesn't do any good any more. The streets in town here look like mirrors. Polished by the blowing snow.
I had to go into work today, and fretted most of the day as to whether the car would start or not. Thankfully it did, but none too pleasantly.
Hope you'll keep warm. I enjoyed reading about the little dance steps going on between you and your H. Promising.
Women are angels. And when someone breaks our wings, we simply continue to fly...on a broomstick. We are flexible
