We're getting our first wintry mix in Louisiana. A gentle rain is falling and immediately freezing to exposed surfaces. Those things like roadways are still warm enough that the rain doesn't immediately freeze, but things like my lawn chairs are coated in ice.
A thin skim of ice doesn't bother some folks in more northern climes but here in sub-tropical Louisiana, it shuts us down. The bridges are closing, one at a time and the elevated portions of I-49 are already shut down.
Milady is inside at the hospital, warm, safe and secure. She's still hurting, but beginning to chafe at the inactivity of laying in bed all day long. I take that as a good sign. I left there at about 8:00 p.m. and I'll go back in the morning as soon as the roads thaw out. PawPaw is at home safe and secure, and the dog is being fed saltine crackers.
We don't do ice real well, and I bet that y'all don't do hurricanes real well. It's all what we're used to, and we ain't used to this.