So it was 80 the other day and magically over night it's a frozen wonderland. When I say I frozen I mean it, like ice ice baby. No snow here just solid cold ice. It's miserable because you slip and fall on your ass. You can't play in ice. But one good thing is that it's Saturday and I don't have to go into work. Best Saturday in a long time. I get sad when I see all the tress fallen over from the weight of the ice. But in a way it's beautiful and I kinda like it.