Well, if the temperatures are low enough and/or the snowmelt is in the shade, you get ice, of course. Black ice. The kind you don't notice, especially on a blacktopped surface.
You know where this is going, don't you?
My husband and I set off for a walk yesterday and didn't even make it to the end of the driveway before I slipped and fell. I'm not badly hurt, just sore and stiff. And I continued the walk, cutting what I'd hoped would be a three-miler into two. I found a good, long, sturdy tree branch to use as a walking stick, and that helped quite a bit.
Sucks to get old, people.
My arthritic right hip bothers me quite a bit anyway, so of course I fell on my right side. Hip, hand, elbow and shoulder all hit hard. And OF COURSE one of our neighbors happened to be driving by as my husband was helping me up. Nothing worse than having witnesses when you fall on your ass.
We'd planned to go see Lincoln yesterday afternoon, and I felt good enough to not change those plans. I'm so glad I went. I don't know what they're teaching in history classes these days, but I've learned more about Constitutional amendments (specifically the 19th and the 13th) from commercially made films than I ever did in a classroom. The movie was very well done. Oh, and politics never changes. That was a good lesson for me, as I tend to get rather crazed sometimes. (Who, ME? Heh.)
Our little one-screen theatre will be showing Academy Award-nominated films for the next month. Better late than never, I say. It's an all-day event for us to go to the city to see a current film. And I'd much rather keep my movie dollars local and reduce the amount of fuel and auto wear-and-tear by driving just 12 miles.
You thought I was kidding about being in the Middle of Nowhere, didn't you? I texted to a friend yesterday that not only does the nearest town not have a traffic light, there's no traffic light in the entire county in which I live.
Now THAT, my friends, is the Middle of Nowhere.