We've been iced under since Monday night. I worked from home on Tuesday because the roads were treacherous and my normally 45-minute to an hour drive would have easily turned into over 2 hours as it did last time I drove in the ice. On Wednesday, I decided that I'd come in a few hours late to avoid the morning rush hour, and spent two hours de-icing my car with spray and scooping snow with a plastic cup from my kitchen. Once I could see out of my windows enough, I got in the car and tried to reverse. It was to no avail. So I began picking my driveway with an ice pick and tried to dig my wheels out. It still didn't work. So I resigned to working from home another day. JT bought this organic ice melting stuff that did the trick. It also acts as fertilizer for your lawn. Yeah, buddy!
Moral of the story: someone didn't listen to her husband like she should have and learned the hard way that she should have bought new tires when he said to. I am researching tires and have an appointment tomorrow, thank you very much.
Yesterday, I got a call from my BFF saying she had a "small accident" and had to get blood drained from her fingers. Ow. Poor ice storm casualty! She's been without power for a few days, too. I am going to visit her next week when her power comes back on because I miss her and I'm worried about her poor beautiful fingers!
We are going to OKC this weekend for a benefit show for our friend Spencer Green, who passed away last year from cancer. It will be nice to spend time with friends and hear some great music. I am very much looking forward to it!