So we were pounded with snow last night. (Not pounded by most of this country's standards by any means, but defanately pounded by ours, haha!) Whitney had to work grave yard at the Latte stand last night so when she got off work this morning she called me in hysterics about how the hell was she supposed to get home, because all of the roads were totally iced over. I told her to just go very slow and no matter what, don't slam on her breaks. She calls about an hour later, she's about a half a mile from home, at the fire station and she can't go any further. Cars are just stopped everywhere because, you know, we're not used to all of this ice and snow! So James agrees to go get her from the fire station on the quad. Between our house and the fire station is a pretty large hill, and there's no way we'll get up or down it with out chains, even in the Blazer because 4 wheel drive does just about as well on ice as bald tires.
We all know what a girly girl Whitney is! She hates the quad, she hates snow, she hates getting wet. So I just had to video her and James coming up the driveway, and James had to throw in his own little flair, ofcourse, just for Whitney's sake, hehe!
Here's a few other pictures I took this morning of our beautiful landscape!
Grammy and Papa, do you wish you were here? WE SURE DO!


