Dear Diary,
Road conditions are snowy with a 90% chance of ice. Is it still called black ice if the pavement is reddish-brown? We stopped at Wheatland, Wyoming for coffee and my door was frozen shut. Fifty miles from Laramie and I'm thinking of causing bodily harm to my husband. I'd do it but then I'd have to drive in this stuff. We can't even see the road . . . we are navigating by those reflective posts on the sides. Goose count, today, was 39. Maybe they were smarter than we were.

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