six.

Six. That's the number of gallons of windshield wiper fluid I have gone through this winter. This might be because I am a little trigger happy, but it also might be because I drive a ford focus that doesn't defrost the windshield until the car is in motion. But the car can't be in motion until I can see out the windshield. It is a wicked little cycle. And since my car resides in a parking lot and each morning is covered in a coat of ice, I really do love of this sweet potion.

But a girl can only take so much winter. The week we came back from Christmas in Minnesota, we had another snowstorm. And I took matters into my own hands. I called my sister. I called my mom. And Annika and I made tickets to meet up in Mesa where my parents spend six weeks of their winter. So today, I am here. Paradise found.

4 comments:

Marlene said...

Sounds like a plan, Becca!

Joy @ Sea said...

Becca, I have spent the last hour trying to figure out a way to get out of this below zero prison for a couple of weeks. Bravo to you for making it happen!!

Mary said...

OH.... I confess to some envy! Enjoy the warmth -- and maybe bring some back for us in the frozen tundra?

Kristin Jag said...

Fun!!! who is the other little girl in the pic?