It crossed my mind Amos as I slid across the street in Portland that it would be ironic if I finally got rid of this monstous bug only to fall on my ass and break my hip.

My front and back porches are glazed with ice but Freddie insisted on going out. He flew out when I opened the door, slid across the porch, caught his footing only to slide off the top step to an unceremonious landing on the ground. Once i was sure he wasn't hurt, I laughed. He came back in the front door - slightly less treacherous.

I hope Seamus will be OK. I have lots of salt here and soup. But I hate it when there is no hot water. Wew'll see.

All the trees and wires are glazed. If it is anything like this in the morning. I will stay home tomorrow. I would imagine there will be late openings. The salt trucks are out already and this is suppose to last all night.