So, we had a wicked storm last night that is now spitting freezing rain.
Betsy, my car, is stuck halfway down our steep, narrow driveway, with a house on one side of her and a fence and trees on the other. She has also died -- the engine won't turn over.
At the top of the driveway is my husband's car, the car that needs to be at the family business in an hour.
Eighty-nine days 'til spring.
Monday, December 22, 2008
89 Days and Counting ...
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Oh, my. That sucks. I hate winter too!
Get 'er moving yet? You're too far to get the benefits of a snowblower, but I've got booster cables!
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