Yes, the snow hit, and hit with a vengeance. Getting to the Tollway was a lot longer than I had anticipated - Buckley wasn't plowed. At all. Took me almost 25 minutes just to get to the Tollway. Once I got on the Tollway, everything was moving. That's what I had anticipated - the one positive thing that I've always felt about the Tollway Authority is they always kept the plows out and keeps the roads passable, if not clean. By the Time I got to Lake Cook, traffic had stopped. I sat there for a good 15 minutes, which is the worst I've experienced in this commute. Traffic started to move - slowly - after I crept up to Willow. Knowing that the side roads were going to be hell, I stayed on the Tollway. Total commute time by the time I got home: 2 hours 40 minutes.
So what do I do when I get home? Why go back out in the snow to go to dinner! (In case you hadn't figured this out by now... we go out to dinner on Friday nights. Doesn't matter where, just someplace cheap). You what today is? Why, it's National Pie Day, so it's off to Bakers Square. (At least Carol drove, so I could recover from the commute!)
2008- "TiVorexia"
2006- But I don't want to go to school today, Mommy...
2005- So Long, Johnny
2003- A casino - in my town???
- RRRrrrr... rrrrrr... rrrrrr...
- Mmmmm...
- Hmmm... not bad...
- OK, we're freezing...
2002- Geese, squirrels, and DirecTV