Yesterday I had the commute from hell. It usually takes me about 30 minutes to get the work. That includes being in what these crazy people call "traffic". Yesterday it took me an hour and a half. I was at a dead stop more often than not. Which sucked, but I'd rather be safe than sorry (*ahem*Jack). Still, I literally feel the tension in my body while I'm driving in snowy/icy conditions.

This is what it looks like outside my front door this morning. It's really not that bad when I'm looking from the inside out. I even let Jack take the 4Runner today, but only because I have my brother's car and only have to go 1/2 mile to pick the kids up.