Well, we're having our first snowfall of the winter here in Nashville. Which is to say - a light dusting of snow. Fortunately, the schools and many businesses are closed due to Martin Luther King Day, as Tennesseans cannot drive when even one single flake touches any road anywhere in the state. Whenever that occurs, there are day-long traffic tangles, 500 car pile ups, cars upside down in the ditches and on top of buildings - instantly.
Unfortunately, I am now trapped in my home, afraid to even get near my car, knowing the inevitable result. So here I sit, looking a candy beads that I cannot eat, without so much as a breadcrumb in my cupboard, knowing that a psycho sandman is going to arrive at the exact moment I doze off (in my hunger weakened state) to steal my eyeballs. Thanks bunches.
Time to forage for hickory nuts armed with goggles. Hope I don't end up captured, bound, and driven to the mental hospital again. 'Cuz the explanation will go something like: "See, my friend Sleepydragon made these incredible inedible candy beads, not magic ones, of course, and I got hungry, but Gromit scared me with a film he posted for Blessedmom, so I decided to wear goggles while foraging for nuts in this snowstorm." The psychmobile will surely end up in a tree.