THIS is why I absolutely will not consider moving somewhere I have to deal with snow and ice. My stepdad was at school again (after his retirement, so... pushing seventy?) and slipped on an icy patch of street in Missouri. He broke his nose. His graduation picture looks like a mug shot. GREAT family story now, but terrifying at the time due to various complications with the break and the swelling and and and.
I am amused and gratfuel for the myriad California weathers I do deal with, none of which can be called "flurries" or "snowstorms," though we do deal with ice periodically and idiots who think hoarfrost is a sign of the Apocalypse -- and drive accordingly.
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Re: Separately, the stairs.
Date: 2016-03-27 01:36 am (UTC)I am amused and gratfuel for the myriad California weathers I do deal with, none of which can be called "flurries" or "snowstorms," though we do deal with ice periodically and idiots who think hoarfrost is a sign of the Apocalypse -- and drive accordingly.