Snow...

Okay, so we all know that driving up Cedar Mountain in a snowstorm without four-wheel-drive is a reeeally stupid idea, yes? Well... in my defense, it didn't look that bad when I started out... Anyway. You know that nice, narrow, windy road that leads up to the "C," and which hugs the side of the mountain so closely that if you look over the edge, you might fall off?

It is also a very bad idea to drive up that road in a snowstorm without four-wheel-drive. I don't really have an excuse for that one...

Anyway. Suffice to say, my happy little pickup started slipping all over the road when the snow started to stick. And you know how once you pass the bridge at the bottom, there isn't any place to turn around until you reach the top?

I made one. And since my pickup was slipping really nicely, it took me several tries to get it to turn enough to turn around and get the heck out of there, during which time, I was completely blocking off the narrow, windy road, and almost backed off the edge of a very... very long drop.

However, I finally managed to get my pickup to slide in the right direction (pointed DOWN the mountain) and made a bid for the bottom. :P No sooner was I NOT blocking off the road, then did some huge, four-wheel-drive Dodge Ram pickup go barreling by me. Nice...

Anyway. I'm alive and slightly wiser for the experience, although it definitely scared the crap out of me.

In other news, I'm back at the office. Bored out of my skull, restless as all get out. I want to GO somewhere. Get in the car and drive... (not up a mountain, obviously). Somewhere. Anywhere. Far away. But I don't know where to go...

Oh well.
Love, Anna Grace