Atlanta, you are so charming, bless your heart.

It snowed last night, for quite a while. My evening class was cancelled (I gave my students homework, anyhow – no getting off that easily), and this morning my car was pretty darn coated. We have no ice scraper, so we did our best. Thank goodness for serious defrosters. And then I drove very very slowly to work, while all the other idiots drove quickly and fishtailed all over the place (the roads remained icy), and one particularly stupid person drove with hazard lights flashing, and then by the time I was very close, I had a little string of cars behind me, following me. So I suppose people weren’t as upset with my slow driving as I thought. I got to work on time, anyhow.

And then with so many people driving in from the suburbs, we had a little impromptu pizza party and were told to go home early. Not bad for the first Friday back from vacation.

As an homage to the exciting emergency, we ate some French toast, made with yogurt, as we have no milk. The yogurt made the french toast better, I think.

Kind of lovely, actually.

See? The roads are clear now, except in shady spots. I’m on the couch, working from home. I plan on watching Bollywood and knitting afterward.