58 and counting

Days, that is.

Until spring.  Believe me, it can't come soon enough.

Yeah I know, I haven't been back in the Big City that long, but the snow?  Seriously, needs ta go.

Yesterday, Accuweather (my favorite app) told me that the Big City would be getting 4-6 inches of snow.  In typical Southern fashion, I set out yesterday for provisions for the long snowy days ahead.  By the time I got back, the snow started to fall.  I get back and get unpacked and turn the TV on.  The ticker at the bottom was flashing multiple school closings.  I think, YES...my school will be canceled too!

No such luck.

As I rose this morning at (5:50, mind you) I look out, see a TON of snow and quickly jump back in bed.  I get online and check my school's website and what do I find?  "Classes remain scheduled for Thursday, January 20, 2011".   Excuse me?

So I grit my teeth and get ready for class.  When I stepped outside I was greeted with 5 inches of snow.  So naturally, I took a picture...so you could see.  The things I do for you.

Props to Santa on the parka 

As soon as we stepped off the side walk, Roomie took a dive into the snow.  She was, at least, graceful...but very cold after that.  During my one mile walk to school I realized what it would feel like to be the only person on the planet...because the streets were abandoned...well except for the two of us walking down the street.  As we passed by the metro stop, an older woman got off...thinking she was being cute she said, "Don't you wish we were all still in school so we could get a snow day?"...lady we are still in school...in fact, we are headed there now. 

So I make it through class.  Was thrilled to get out.  I head home to eat lunch...knowing that in just a couple of hours I would have to get out in it again...but this time, I would have to drive.  My biggest fear.  Yes, there are snow plows here.  Yes, they put salt out.  But for some one who has no experience driving in snow...it was terrifying.  It's intimidating too.  

I go get in my car.  Backing up was difficult because of the mound of snow behind my car.  I ended up getting out. I drove slower than my grandmother the entire way but the drive to work was not bad at all.  I started feeling pretty proud of myself.  So what did I do after work?  Just headed to the mall...but really to look at some snow shoes.  After little success I headed home.  I was thanking the Lord when I pulled into the garage because I  had made it back.

So get this.  As I pull up over the ramp there's a girl stuck in the snow...pretty much blocking my parking spot.  So what happens to me?  You betcha!  Beef gets stuck too.  Oh but what's better?  Someone drives up behind me...oh and someone drove up behind her...so a swell four car pile up all up in the garage.  Being the Southerner that I am...I had no clue what to do.  People started telling me to go find cardboard to put under my tires.  Umm ok where do you suggest I go to do that?  We start trying to push cars...no success.  So then we decide we should work on one car at a time.  Some how, mine was selected to be moved first.  I chock it up to the accent/major freak out damsel in distress moment that I was having.

Cue gorgeous man heading to his car.  Yes, you sir.  Help us.

So he did.  He tells me to get in my car and drive, while he pushes me out.  I think- oh, chivalry is still present in the Big City!  This fails but was a valiant attempt. So (and this will tell you how desperate I was) I tell him to get in my car and just park it.  He tries.  He failed.  So we (me and two girls) push my car while he navigated.   Ding ding!  He did it.  So after that, we worked on getting every one else out and situated. And we were successful. 

Following the aforementioned series of events I've vowed to never drive in the snow again.  And I'm serious.  I also needed a Valium but a Diet Dr. Pepper seemed to do the trick. 

58. Really?