Snowmageddon 2010 ~ Day 4

Cupcakes in SnowFlake Purgatory..

Ok, so I'm writing this blog a day late, but if you knew the day I had you wouldn't blame me. Well, it wasn't that bad...but I was tired and I had a visitor last night so I didn't feel like it. Yesterday, I woke up early and checked the Internet for metro updates. I found like that the buses in my area weren't running so I was stuck at home for another day. Most of the morning I was checking work email, updating a few projects and completing ethics training. Chewy was not happy the laptop was in my lap instead of him, but he handled it with dignity...for a poodle anyway.

So, mid afternoon I decided to embark on a very ambitious journey. It was finally time to finish un-digging my car. This is where the day really goes in the crapper. Me and the poodle head out but not before I steal a shovel from my neighbor. I get to my car and it has hard packed ice snow up to my windows. I put Chewy in the car on the passenger side and roll down the windows. He likes to watch me do manual labor. I would just like to say my hands were NOT made for manual labor. Now, I like to go on & on about how wonderful it is to be single, but after 2 hours of digging my car out... I was seriously contemplating prostituting myself out in marriage before next winter. Until the blisters on my hands heal it will probably remain up for consideration. Very few of my friends with boyfriends or husbands will ever feel my blister pain. I guess this is karma saying my single freedom still comes at a cost. The cost yesterday was 5 blisters on my girlie hands.

Anywho, I was able to finally get out, but not really go anywhere because the roads are still so bad. I took my sore self back home to my apartment, made dinner, and cupcakes. I had a very nice surprise when my friend Alex was able to come over and enjoy my cupcakes. We watched the end of The Bachelor...Alex explained his desire to date 25 hot women, while I stated Jake was a tool and those girls need to just go back to their underwear modeling. Seriously...23yr old models, crying about how they're never going to find 'The One' makes me want to shoot my face off. Luckily, for ABC I'm a remote flipper and I like making fun of those girls too much to completely ban the show. Anywho..off topic. After Alex left I set my alarm to get up for work in the morning and went to bed. I woke up this morning feeling like a 80 year old woman. I don't know if it's because I was SuperWoman yesterday and kicked Ice Snow's butt or because my butt needs to be in the gym more...either way Snowmageddon officially won this war. And sense our Good Lord has a wonderful sense of humor about Northern Virginia's love of snow, He's decided to drop another 10 or so inches on us as I speak. So, it's safe to say my adventures in SnowFlake Purgatory aren't over quite yet.