While I was getting ready, A went to fill the car with gas and replace a headlight. Apparently he barely made it up the hill, because instead of coming back down to get me he parked at the shopping center and caught a ride back...which meant that half an hour later, we trudged up the hill with our bags in tow. I am sure our neighbors thought we were nuts! It took us two and a half hours to go 90 miles, and we saw six accidents on our way down.
We finally made it to the Residence Inn (thank you Marriott Points) and settled in for the long haul. I never realized how long an afternoon/evening could be until I was literally stuck in a hotel room. We tried to entertain ourselves...we even went outside and tried to make a snowman, but the snow wouldn't pack and all we ended up with was a tiny snowbaby, which seemed more appropriate anyway given the occasion. All the restaurants nearby were closed, so precious A walked to the grocery store, which had to be at least a mile roundtrip, and cooked me ravioli in our hotel room.
The next morning we slowly made our way to the clinic, and were happy to see that everyone had made it in. A couple of hours later we were on our way home and had survived snow retrieval 2011.
Our little snowbaby!