Abby is home sick enough that I needed to take her to the doctor at midday. At the exact time I was attempting to do so, everyone in Ada apparently decided to head home simultaneously due to heavy snowfall. Normally the drive to the doctor takes less than 15 minutes, but between the traffic and power outages causing traffic signals to default to flashing red, it took us an hour. Fortunately, we planned for exactly that, and Abby saw the doctor and got a big bottle of giant red capsules. We went in Abby’s 4×4 Nissan Frontier, and, as I have said before, it owns the snow.

A couple of things that bother me in this situation…

• The collective IQs of area drivers dive into single digits when under stress; Abby and I got a big kick out of listening to all the scanner calls, and we saw several people make several glaring snow-driving mistakes.
• Kids no longer walk to school, so parents “have to pick them up” in their cars. I walked to and from school until I could drive, and even then I walked some of the time.

Our newspaper planned for the contingency, and moved deadlines up for Sunday’s paper to nine tonight so we can get it delivered tomorrow despite the weather. I was only slated to work one game tonight, and it was canceled, so here I am at home. I made Abby some chicken soup, and I am looking very desiringly at the bed in my dressing room.