Holy mackerel! Winter has descended. And it's only mid-November! Could this possibly be why they call Wisconsin the frozen tundra? Yesterday on my way to work, I planned to stop off at the ATM and make a deposit in my daughter's account since it was her birthday. I pulled up to the ATM and discovered my car window was frozen and immoveable. I re-maneuvered the car so that I could open the door to deal with the ATM. The whole flippin' ATM was frozen! I wish I'd had the camera--droplets of ice frozen to the keypad and the card slot completely covered with ice. And this is only the beginning. How can we be expected to survive till spring with psyches intact?
As if to answer that question, this occured:
Long work day today, ending with a staff meeting. I knew that a new era had truly begun when each of us was presented with a holiday gift in the form of a sizeable gift card for the local supermarket. I had to hang on to my jaw to keep it from hitting the floor. The age of miracles is apparently not over.
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