Icerockaphobia

The weather here has been very cold and icy and such, so I stayed indoors most of the week. On Friday night, Jared thought it would be a good idea for Eleanor and I to get out of the apartment since we hadn't been out since Monday. (I think I was unknowingly succombing to cabin fever and thus becoming rather hard to get along with.) Well, what I saw as we drove a couple of miles to a nearby restaurant scared the heck out of me. I had never seen anything quite like it. There were huge (seriously...HUGE) chunks of ice everywhere. They were all along the sides of the road and on the medians. It got so cold that the blocks of ice became like boulders, which means if you accidentally ran your car into one (which wouldn't have been hard to do because they were in the road in some places), you and your car would definitely come out the losers. The blocks of ice are still well intact due to our consistently sub-freezing temperatures. I don't know when they'll go away, but in the meantime, this is what is outside our back door...

I'm not sure why I find that so frightening, but I do. It's just plain weird. I've never heard the weatherman mention ice rocks, and frankly I think they should warn little Texas girls about this kind of thing ahead of time.