Provo experienced a beautiful snowstorm a few days ago.
The snowfall continued all night and into the next day;
it was a glorious sight and perfect for the Christmas spirit!
However, the snow also caused some serious inconvenience.
I had to run an errand quickly to the store and leave my house.
When I returned, I found that the snow had accumulated
so much that it covered my driveway.
I often refer to my driveway as the "deathway" because, well,
for one thing, it's super steep and not paved.
When it snows, I hold my breath
and pray really hard that I'll make it down and up alive.
We have plans to pave Fox Hill in the near future,
making the commute up and down the hill a lot easier.
When we built Fox Hill, we designed it with an ice melt into the driveway.
That will make going up and down a breeze.
But for now, I'll just keep saying my prayers.
It skidded down the hill uncontrollably, and in that moment,
my life flashed before my eyes.
Fortunately, I managed to keep the car on the road, and by sheer luck,
I missed the fire hydrant at the bottom of the hill by inches.
Feeling frustrated, I got Lottie out of her car seat, and we started
walking up the driveway, leaving the car stuck in the snow at the bottom.
On my way up to Fox Hill, I slipped, landing on my tale bone.
Lottie luckily landed on me. It hurt, but all in all, no harm was done.
I got up laughing and maybe crying a little, but I also felt really old.
I gathered myself and Lottie and started up the hill once more.
Seconds later, I slipped again; this time, I lay in the thick snow, looking up
at the sky. I really hurt and really started to cry.
Mr. Nielson came to my rescue (thank goodness),
he told me to go inside that there was a fire waiting for us-
he'd get the car and bring it up for me.
I carefully walked the rest of the way up the hill in pain.
I turned to admire my handsome hero just in time to see him slip
on his back.
He got up quickly, looking around, hoping I hadn't seen him.
We had a good laugh at that one.
I finished off the afternoon making banana bread with Lottie
with a hot rice pack on my neck.
Ever since that incident, Lottie tells everyone that
"Mama slipped in the snow, fell on her back, and then she cried."
I'm just glad I didn't say a bad word, too.
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Christmas GIF Advent: Days 21 & 22
And they came with haste, and found Mary, and Joseph,
and the babe lying in a manger.