Last night was a mess. A big, awesome mess.
Like I said in the previous post, I freakin' love the snow. I just worry about people I care about driving around in it. Before I get into that, though, have you ever gone outside after a large amount of snow has fallen and just listened? Total silence. I love that. Yesterday, at around 5:00, once about 5 inches had been dropped on downtown Indy I went out into the parking lot and just listened. Usually it's noisy, loads of chaotic things buzzing, humming, screaching, and pounding. But yesterday all you could hear was the occasional far-off sound of a fire engine, or the honk of a car. The rest of the city's grumbling quietly muffled under the blanked of insulating snow.
It reminded me of when we were kids, and we would go out into the woods to find a big hill that had a snow drift on it, and build a snow cave. I remember thinking then how wonderfully quiet it was. Then one of our dogs would come and cave it in or something, and we'd be off to find another drift.
Anyway, back to last night. Lauren's class was canceled, and since she hadn't made it much further than downtown in about an hour of driving, she just came to my office and hung out with me until about 5:45. Eventually we decided to join the rest of the sheeple and try to go home. I would drive us both in my truck, and she would leave her car here in the gated parking lot where it would be safe, and at least we'd be together if we were stranded.
My logic was that by 5:45, most people would have left early and would be clear of the roads. The streets here in the city seemed to have less traffic than earlier in the day, so I thought we might be OK. Plus, Lauren had to get home in time for Survivor!
So off we went into the wild white tundra of Indy. We got a block east of the office before we were sitting in total gridlock. It was like the Thanksgiving drive to Ohio all over again.
Needless to say, we crept home. I had to pee the entire time, and Lauren was hungry. You can just imagine the whining that was coming from the inside of that truck.
"Ohhh....I've gotta peee!"
"We should have gotten McDonald's back there...I'm starving."
"Why are these idiots blocking traffic in the intersections....they just ran the red light and are now sitting in the middle of the road blocking us from going home!"
Eventually we made it home, about 2 hours later. Just in time for the beginning of Survivor!