It finally happened.
"H" has frozen over.
And I've got the pictures to prove it.
"H" as in Houston, that is.
Our nickname being
Bernie got through the snow, and on to a plane home, arriving at 10:30 pm.
The roads had iced all over the area, with the exception of the freeway between the airport and our home.
I am so thankful!
There were lots of accidents on the roads around our city. Thankfully, no fatalities.
This morning I was amused to see one inch long icicles clinging to one area of our eaves.
Some plants were spangled with ice, others were totally dry.
I've heard of "scattered showers", but I never imagined showers could scatter in a matter of feet.
I guess our local news teams can take a rest now.
It has been a slog.
One poor guy was assigned to follow a sanding truck around downtown and report where it was going.
Another guy (I am NOT making this up...) was assigned to watch a bucket of water and report when a film of ice formed.
He was at it all day.
Guess they must have had a bad experience with thermometers somewhere along the line.
They'll believe it is 32 degrees when they see water freezing with their own eyes.
And yes, if you thought a watched pot will never boil, the same can be said about a watched pot will never freeze.
Jeeze, get a life why don'tcha?
It's still raining, but the temperatures are supposed to be around 35 degrees.
Just a cold drippy day.
Nice and normal.