So this is winter...

(This entry has been moved. I originally wrote this note January 3. Hate to confuse people...)

Pennsylvania was fairly straightforward. Just mountains and wind and a bit of snow and ice.

Ohio, on the other hand, was interesting. I've driven through fog thick enough to make me slow down below 40 on an Interstate. Scary but nothing new. When the "fog" is blowing snow, now...

I'm a Southerner. I'm used to big fat wet flakes, that kind of glop down on your windshield and squish under your shoes. This powdery stuff that fills the air like an opaque mist is something new to me. And unnerving.

I'm also used to snow (when it appears at all) piling up on the roads without much relief. Seeing snowplows at every exit, straining at the gate, waiting for an excuse to attack the white stuff and flood the asphalt with salt--that's strange and comforting.

I got through Ohio and Indiana. I rolled comfortably into Chicago. Then I got lost twice looking for our terminal there. No matter. I'm here now. And in 15-degree weather I don't get embarrassed running the truck all night. Which means I'll actually be warm tonight.

Could be worse.