I thought about biking to the grocery store; put the panniers on the bike and decided to do a little test run on my street to see whether this was a good idea or a boneheaded one. I was okay going downhill (very slowly... brakes on the whole way) and okay going uphill, but I needed goggles or glasses or something to keep the snowflakes from hitting my eyes.

So I drove to the store instead. Kind of wish my neighbor across the street wouldn't park directly opposite my steep driveway when the weather is snowy or icy, and today, it was looking likely that he'd be wishing the same thing. I tried to get my car up my driveway, slid down several times (which could have been thrilling were it not for the very real possibility of smacking into my neighbor's vehicle), and finally gave up.

Later, I was walking down my driveway to retrieve cookies (!) that I might have left in the car, slipped, fell, and landed hard on my tailbone. I think this means I'll not be riding for at least a few days.

Damn Mint Milanos.

(I want them still.)