But that was last year.
This year in a truly astonishing reversal of fortune, an ice rink materialized in the exact location of last year's disaster... God's honest truth, a large swath of beautifully flat, perfect ice appeared after a few tiny days of rain followed by a cold snap. Coincidental? Maybe... Or maybe Mother Nature felt bad about last year's slush-ridden fiasco and decided I deserved my very very own, ready-to-serve, gorgeous ice rink. Or maybe she gave me this fully-prepared skating surface to avoid having to witness my ice-making incompetency two years running. I don't know. Either way, I am just dazzled by the whole darn thing.
Not to mention... we get to skate! Weeeeeee...