Going Ice-Skating

We were on our way to go ice-skating. I wanted to get out of the house because my husband and I had yet another argument. So, I got in the car and put my 5-year-old and 7-year-old in the backseat. It was a cold, wintery day in January with freshly fallen snow and delicately formed icicles on tree limbs. I stopped at the liquor store and bought something to take the edge off.