Spinouts and new tires

SOOOOO
we got dumped on last weekend. In a non dirty sense... 16 inches of snow in less than 36 hours. Friday night it started and then all through Saturday. We stayed inside... obviously... laughing at the people outside trying to drive thinking 'why in the world are they leaving their home'... Everything was cancelled or closed. When it started to ease up Saturday evening we called out for pizza only to be told that the three drivers had all gotten in accidents and they weren't doing delivery for the rest of the weekend. Crazy.
Bismarck even cancelled their veterans day celebrations. THAT'S how bad it was.
So we went out Sunday, just to get out of the apartment, mostly from me going stir-crazy.
Went to eat at a place called Krolls, since we left the house at 9:30 and nothing retail can be sold or open before noon on a Sunday (yeah, tell me there are no Mormons making the rules in this state). So we ate there, pretty decent food. I took a picture but don't know why it;s not uploading. A bird (dove I think) flew into the window RIGHT by where we were eating... and BAM cracked the glass, the bird bounced on the ground and flew away. Not totally sure how far he got before the brain injury registered... but he made it out of sight. Pretty sure A pissed his pants a little bit. And now the crack looks like a gun shot... pretty cool if you ask me.
Then we went to Walmart (aren't my posts ever so exciting...) where a damn good looking "native" told A "nice job scoring a white one, you must not be from around here...".... I laughed, A did not.
Went to visit the cats at Club Fido (the kennel they are staying at while the house is being built). Great place. Rebekah and Sarah were there and totally taking care of business. Cats seem to like them, my cats are friendly (except George) but they seem to really like the girls. So we played with them brought in refills of wet food for them.
Keep in mind, I'm driving all day. A is happily riding shotgun since he's never driven in the snow. I keep telling him we need new tires that are REAL all-weather, not California not-so-all-weather. I get dismissed and he promises not to scream and throw a fit every time we slide a little. Which we did... a lot.
Monday fun day... er, not
I drop him off at work, all is well, I drive to go to Hobby Lobby to get stuff to make care packages for the lovely people I miss back home (if you're reading this don't get your hopes up, my projects have been delayed due to the next part, just warning you). As I go to press the breaks the lovely ABS kicks in and I SLIDE every so gracefully... into the intersection.
FML
I manage to make it THROUGH the intersection and people just look at me as though I was just THAT much of an a-hole to blow the stop sign. Sorry folks....
I call A...
He is reassuring and says "just be more careful and stop sooner"
Fine
I decide Hobby Lobby isn't the place for me and head to WalMart (or Wally World as I like to call it) to park in the sun and let the tires dry up a bit.
Mother Nature had other plans for me.
I am no longer a fan of Mother Nature, as she is a vengeful bitch.
Background - Saturday in my delirium while it was snowing, opened the balcony door to get some "fresh air" and proceeded to let in some snow... I swept it up and triumphantly exclaimed, "take THAT mother nature"....
and so her vengeance began
As I was starting my turn in the intersection of a "major highway" and main street... I lost control and spun out ... in the middle of the intersection....
oh happy day
So when the car finally decides to stop I'm facing the wrong way against a curb on the WRONG side of the intersection. A nice young man jumped out and helped me get the car back to where it needed to be while informing me that "everyone has done it at least once... you're not from around here, chances are you'll probably do it again, get some tires, and why isn't your truck a 4 wheel drive"
I call A...
He is reassuring and says I need to buy sand bags to weigh down the back of the truck....
SO
projects are at a halt
I head to a place called Menards, awesome store, like home depot for high end contractors and women with OCD in home decor and repair. I LOVED IT. Got some rugs, a couple of shovels, and some sand and headed out. They even had "courtesy helpers" (ie-high school kids) to load stuff into the car for you. So whipper snapper loaded in the sand bags and put them "evenly over the axle to help with stabilization, you're not from around here..."
AHHHHHHHHH
I go home. I am defeated enough for the day.
I see a nice open parking spot with NO SNOW in front of the apartment, I figure, hey I've got to leave in a couple of hours to pick up A why not just park here.... the sun is out...
Just as I'm pulling into the spot... the truck decides that it is done, that the snow that is compacted underneath it is too much and its just going to spin the tires....
Long story short, I'm stuck.
I call A
He is reassuring and tells me to just shovel the area around the tires and all will be fine.
It's twenty minutes before I need to go get him. I start shoveling. I add cat litter (it was in the back of the truck from when we dropped the cats off)... I add sand, cause hey, it's there. I shovel some more.... Everyone at my complex seems to work til at least 6 cause NO ONE is around.
I call A
I tell him "I quit! I hate North Dakota! Why did you bring me to this Godforsaken iceland....get a ride home, the truck isn't cooperating, I hate it here, I want to go home. I dont have these problems at home. I'll take smog if it means not getting stuck on frozen water!!!!"
He is reassuring, laughs and says ok.
Twenty minutes later him and his co-worker are shoveling around the tires and his co worker leaves. (sidebar - I like his new co-worker, enough that I didn't kill A when he told me that he invited him over for Thanksgiving... since now I actually have to do something for Thanksgiving). A comes upstairs and says "Hi babe, can you come down and drive the car for me please". I love him. He's so patient with me and all my drama queen-ness. So, I drive, he gives it a nudge, and BOOM back on the road. I pull it around to the garage and all is well.
We get inside and he says, tomorrow you don't have to go anywhere, I'm driving work truck, I just need you to take the truck in for tires to be put on the back, here's my card.
Needless to say, now I have ACTUAL all-weather tires on the rear so even though I skid a little I don't sit there and spin out. Discussion the other night was that I'll need to get the next new car and it will be something that is All Wheel Drive and "northland edition" (automatic start and kickass tires)... and so the search for Layla's car begins.... Dad is back home in CA and totally helping with the search. As much as I would love a subaru, they cost too much for upkeep so it'll probably be a Durango or a Jeep Grand Cherokee (WHAT??!!??!?! I love my Jeeps).
That is all for now... Got something I'm working on for you guys next, but still need to do some research on it to make sure I bring you the facts!
<3 L