|Must get this t-shirt!|
|I just need one!|
What you need to know about the cul-de-sac that we live on is that it is on a slight hill so walking down to the main road is at a fairly good incline, and walking up will give you a good butt workout. So we ventured down the hill while walking in the middle of the road since there were signs of pavement from our brave neighbors with four-wheel drive. Just as we were at the last house, I had my first (and only) spill.
I was very aprehensive to continue on, but the thought of a Joey Junior with chipotle ranch sauce and a Moe's chocolate chip cookie gave me the determination to push through the potential of falling on my face time and time again. We got there with both of us only slipping a few times. We ate in record speed since the sun was quickly setting and I did not want to walk back through the iced over pavement in the dark.
The walk back seemed easier then our trek to my delicious burrito. However, once we hit the bottom of the hill, we had some trouble. This time, Ryan took a pretty good spill - he looked like a baby deer trying to stand up and walk for the first time. After numerous attempts to stand back up, he finally tried sliding down our neighbor's driveway into the middle of the road where there were ice-free patches to safely walk on. He eventually caught his footing and balance and we made our way back up the hill in one piece, across the driveway of death (as I am now calling it), and into the front door, only to be greeted by three very excited dogs.
We are now back on the couch in front of the tv with the dogs curled up at our sides (well, Winnie is actually on top of me keeping my legs warm). I hope this iced over snow melts soon so I can get back to being able to get out of my house in one piece.