Slick

It's raining. Sleeting, in fact. I just drove down to the mailbox, because I wasn't sure I could remain upright walking the hundred feet across the grass and back. I absolutely wasn't going to try walking on the driveway, which would have been a quick trip down -- in more ways than one. I told my wife that in two days it'll be a year since I broke any major portion of my body, and I'd like to keep it that way.