Walk of Shame

So about a week ago, I was driving home and decided that I should stop and get the mail since Kyle was gone. For those of you that haven't seen it yet, our mailbox is 1 of 4, across the street and to the left of our house. It is also right in front of a set of townhouse windows that are also across the street. It was another snowy/slushy/cold night so I wanted to simply drive up to the mailbox, roll down the window, and grab the mail. As I pull up to the mailboxes my car starts skidding and gets sucked directly into the snowbank (thank you snowplows!) in front of my mailbox. I try to drive our forwards, backwards, sideways--ARGH! Nothing is working, and we haven't met any neighbors yet so OF COURSE it doesn't occur to ANY of them driving by in their big trucks to stop and help me ;) I proceed to climb out of the PASSENGER side of my car and walk the block to my house to call Triple A. EMBARASSING! About an hour later, the tow truck guy comes with lights flashing and horns beeping to pull me out...this is where the "walk of shame" goes to a whole new level because of COURSE the neighbors decide "hey! Let's stare at this goofball who got her car stuck in front of her own house!" How embarassing! He finally gets me out, and even though it's dark I'm pretty sure the neighbors can see my red cheeks glowing from across the way....oh brother. Needless to say I did NOT get the mail that night.

The NEXT NIGHT, I'm in the kitchen making dinner when I get a phone call from Kyle. He says, "You'll never guess what I did..." "What?" "Look out the window..." I race to the kitchen window only to see Kyle's car stuck in the EXACT SAME SPOT! Are you serious? So of course, same thing happens again....neighbors drive by, no one stops, call Triple A.....tow truck comes--SAME GUY! He says "Dude, I had to pull someone out here yesterday too." Kyle's response was, "Really? No way!" ;) Again, SAME NEIGHBORS staring out the window (pretty sure this will be the talk of the neighborhood BBQ--if we get invited!) Kyle didn't get the mail that night either--HA! Now every night it's a joke to see who has to get the mail because you never know when we'll have to do the "walk of shame" again.....HURRY SPRING!!!! :)