By James Bow

The weather here is deteriorating, I'm afraid. Last night we had a fair amount of freezing rain drop on us -- enough to make the sidewalks treacherous, not just the roads. The temperature has dropped, and the snow and the wind are picking up the pace.

My father has just called to tell me that all of the highways north of Waterloo have been closed, and that there were 300 car accidents around Arthur, including a 30-car pileup. Just the sort of insane day that makes our winters memorable, I suppose. Definitely an evening to hunker down at home with soup.

Assuming that I can get home.