To Deal With A Crazy Driver

Well, as promised yesterday, I ventured out into the icy tundra that has become our little southern city.

And as suspected, it wasn't the road that caused me problems.  It was a driver.

One Driver in particular, as a matter of fact.

Me.

White Sweater: Thrifted; Jean Skirt: Express

Hat: American Eagle; Pashmina: Gifted

Blue Tights: Target; White Socks: Target

Rain Boots (because they are water proof & have traction so they work in snow as long as you have several layers of socks and tights on under them): Steve Madden

At least I can laugh at myself.

I navigated safely out of my neighborhood.  I made it over the river and through the woods to Lexi's house without a hitch.  And then I, duh duh duuuuuh, came upon Lexi's steeply inclined and downward sloped driveway.

I knew as I was pulling in that it was not a smart place to park.  But I ignored my instincts and parked there anyway.  At least I knew enough, I thought, to park on a spot without ice to avoid the car sliding when I wasn't in it.  I wanted to ensure my car was staying put, so I drove way down into her driveway.

Well, stay put it did.  It stayed put even after I tried to back it out so that I could go home. My problem was that on my initial attempt to get up the hill, I hesitated to avoid hitting a car driving up her street.  Doh.  Everyone who knows anything about driving on ice knows that slow and STEADY wins the race.  He who hesitates is lost.   {...trying to come up with another cliché to put in her but I'm stumped}

Thankfully, Lexi's wonderful husband was willing to remove a lion's share of the ice from their driveway and move one of their cars so that I could shimmy over to the side of the driveway covered in snow rather than ice.  Anyone who knows anything about driving on ice knows that driving on snow is WAAAAY easier.

With a little help from my friends I made it home safely and learned the lesson that I've been saying over and over again over the past few days.  It doesn't matter how much experience you have driving on ice and snow.  Nobody drives well on ice.  And if I ~er ~ they try to tell you they do, they are most definitely kidding themselves.