Knitting Therapy

uzbad: (in tons and tons of snow) We could be Russians!
indarae: I feel like I should be singing something from the Sound of Music, when they're escaping over the snowy mountains. The Hills are alive with the sound of music!
uzbad: This is Chicago, there aren't any hills.
indarae: Fine. The plains are alive with the sound of music...
uzbad: This is the south side of Chicago. That wasn't music. It was probably gunshots.


Heh.

We walked back from watching "Desperate Housewives" in about four inches of snow. It was enough that we had to walk in the car tracks in the road, because the sidewalks were all covered.