We lived in Winnipeg during the "storm of the century", so we'll always have that as a reference point for gauging snowfalls.
Even though the snow hasn't reached apocalyptic proportions yet, it still took almost 2 hours to drive the kids to school.
I went out at 8:20 to start shovelling, and we were driving by 8:30.
I was home around 8:45...well, almost home.
The van did a little slide step on the way into the drive, and I ended up getting a little too close to the snow covered back yard.
It had been hard enough to get out of the driveway, which backs onto the alley, but now I couldn't get the beast to go forward or backward.
Tires spinning just enough to make a pretty little ice well around the wheel...I was getting some good rocking action, but the elements conspired against me, and that thing was not going anywhere.
I considered phoning Mr. Arpin and requesting a contingent of grade 6 boys to come over with Micah to push his Mom out of the snow.
I considered leaving it there til spring.
I prayed desperately for some angel power- push it please! From the front... from the back... from the front....
It took a good half hour, even with God's angel power.
After the van was unstuck, I spent an additional 45 minutes or so shovelling out the driveway, and part of the alley- enough to back out and get a running start at the street half a block away.
I need a nap.
Thanks for the angel power God.
Thanks, Wayne, for being the angel.