Toronto is under a snow attack. It didn’t make the news, however, because of awful bus crashes and tornadoes. and it didn’t make the news because Anna Nicole Smith’s body is being flown to the Bahamas and….wait for it…Angelina is adopting again. oh…and Antonella Barba and Sanjaya are STILL on American Idol. what is this world coming to??!!
(ps. i do not think the judges were very happy. while AJ wasn’t my favorite, he could sing poor Sanjaya under the table. and Leslie…i loved her little…”why did i sing skat…america doesn’t appreciate jazz…” loved it! What, i ask y’all, was up with miss kelly pickler’s hair??!! she looked like she was about 90 years old? and was she always that big in the behind? also…i just wanted to thank the american idol stylists for putting a hat over phil stacey’s ears. the boy is not half-bad once you distract me from his spock ears)
but this snowstorm is hitting very close to home. schools are closed today. the kids are home. the husband’s home. and i’m home. it’s my very first snow day since going back to work.
last night i almost died, oh, about 14 times.
we sat in the office (at my window…because, kids, i have a window!) watching as the snow was coming down, praying that the weather forecast was a lie and that the driving conditions outside were going to be a breeze. i left early, at 3:15…so i could give myself some extra time and drive slowly.
i was so not prepared for what ensued. i was driving the civic…the car with the stick shift…the bane of my existence. i was sliding all over the place…and seemed to have zero crontrol over the car. i was only driving at about 20 km an hour and was still slipping and sliding. i was sweating. and freezing. at the same time. i was holding on to the wheel for dear life (as if that was going to save me).
i spun out 5 times. no, i’m not kidding. there was a higher power watching over me last night, i tell you. i was so lucky that in all of my spin-outs that no one hit me…because most of ’em were pretty darn close. i was terrified. and i started to panic. i had horrific flashes of spinning off the highway exit into a ditch. or spinning through a red light and getting pummeled by oncoming traffic. i thought the worst.
i finally made it home, an hour and a half later. mark my words, friends. i am never driving that civic in the snow again. i’d rather walk to work.
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