As I backed into my driveway I knew something had gone terribly awry when I found myself looking toward the passenger side rear-view mirror and staring at the lawn.

Actually, I noticed that Matt was up near the garage with his passenger door opened and I thought little Evan may be wandering about so I wanted to make dead certain that he was nowhere around where I was backing. Well, clearly, I wasn't backing and looking in the same direction because, as I saw Matt's car getting closer I felt my Liberty start to tip.

Because our driveway is flat, I immediately sensed I was off course. Seeing that I wasn't going to get out my pickle, I got out of the vehicle, all the while knowing that Matt would have something to say. "What are you doing!?" he asked, incredulously. My quick retort to that was, "what's it look like I'm doing?"

Luckily, because he also has a 4 wheel drive vehicle, we were able to pull it out and averted a call to triple A.

Mind you, I want all the best for my snowmobiling friends and skiers but, I've got to say, the older I get the more the snow seems like an irritating relative. I really don't want it to come but, if it does, I hope it doesn't stay long!