So the snow is here with a vengeance. My biggest fear about the snow is driving in it.
Snow story #1I've already run off the road and smacked into a big rubbish bin. Then this nice couple stopped to help me and as I got out of my car I closed the locked door (yes locked) so there was my car, engine running, doors locked, hard up against a big rubbish bin. The nice couple drove me home to get my spare key and then drag me out of the ditch. I was still too scared to drive (and the nice couple new it) so the husband drove me to school and his wife followed us.
Snow story #2
I teach at BYU and on the 1st day of school I was running to class in the snow with ladies heeled boots (I know not the most practical but very cute). I ran into the building with a slippery floor hit the first step rolled my foot in my boots and started to fall, I grabbed the rail but my gloves (woollen with cute buttons but yes not practical) didn't grip and I rolley polleyed down a flight of stairs. Here I was lying on the ground, cut my lip, brusing up a storm, and hoping my boots are still in tact. Two nice students helped me up (they soon realized I was heavier then they thought :) and went to class late, with a cut bleeding lip saying "WELCOME TO ELANG 105".
Snow story #3Today my car was buried in snow so I couldn't move forward or back. I brushed off all the snow then shoveled around the car and still nothing moved. I did this for 15 min sweating and peeling off my snow clothes and finally I was able to just punch the accelerator and book it out of there. When I got into the car I turned on the AC (cos I was hot as) and drove to school passing at least 4 other people in my same predicament.
I'm getting better (less fear) and smarter (wearing appropriate shoes) in the snow, however I STILL HATE THE FREAKING SNOW!!!!!