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Shrek

Why hello there. How nice of you to visit this blog!

So a few weeks ago I went to the movies with some friends. My friend picked me up at my house about 45 minutes before the movie, giving us just enough time for us to pick up my other friend and get to the theatre. Well, in case you didn't know, (if I don't know you personally, all I'm saying is that you BETTER not know) my neighborhood isn't really a neighborhood; it is ONE street that happens to be a gigungus hill with houses surrounding it.

Mine is at the bottom of the hill.

Now, riding your bike down it in the summer is fun. Driving down it in a convertible with the top down IN THE SUMMER is fun. But pushing a mini-van up it? Yeah, not so much.

So they pick me up, and as the stupid street it is, we get stuck about three houses up. So, not sure what to do, we all have to get out and push, except for the driver, who continued to put it in forward.

Now, believe it or not, pushing a car up a hill covered in a layer of ice with a ton of snow covering that really isn't as fun as it sounds. So, can you really blame me if my part was lacking a little? I mean, it WAS  mini-van after all. 

So at one point we are about 75% up the hill and I'm exhausted, so I completely take my hands off it and go, "Look! No hands!" And, guess what? It stayed the same speed, and kept right on going up that hill. 

So you see. The lesson learned that day is personal effort isn't always that important, as long as you are in a group and that group is strong.

(Picture of Popeye here)

I really wish Winter would end

I don't know why, but for some reason this particular Winter is driving me off my rocker. Really. And I REALLY want it to end. And I don't mean, "Hey, it's March twenty something or other, Winter's over!" No, I mean I want the snow to melt and the sun to come out and I want to not have to wear a heavy jacket every time I leave the house, even if it's just to get the mail.

Yes, February is my least favorite month, aside from January. 

I prefer October and May.

Ok, my sister wants to tell me about a bug that's on the couch. You know, I'm also tired of her defending the bug instead of oh, I don't know, HER FAMILY. 

BLEH.