The choppers are at it again. Whoop, whoop, whoop.
It is not ice today that is causing the problem, but frozen fog. Never heard of frozen fog? Don't be dismayed, I think the weathermen recently made that term up. I do not ever recall hearing the term 'frozen fog' as a child. There was fog and there was ice.
So here's the situation, we have a thin layer of ice on the roads, thinner than yesterday, but when you're talking about driving your car over it does it really matter how thin it is? But instead of the sun shining in the sky and beginning to melt off the ice, we have fog.
What that basically means is that everything outside is slicker than snot, to borrow a phrase from the ever-so-eloquent Sir D, and you can't see more than a few feet in front of your face.
Happy Driving my fellow North Texans.
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This would explain why it took the dear hubby of mine 1 hour and 22 min to go 16 miles this morning.
By the way, thank you so much for your kind words and prayers!
When we lived in Fairbanks 40 years ago that was called "ice fog." Appropriately named.
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