So, I had a little heart attack this morning.....................

I was trying to be a good mom. Since we got all this snow Myshel has had to walk around the practice field that she usually cuts across, so I offered to give her a ride this morning to school. Anyway.......we were driving down the road, the snow packed road......there was a snow plow coming the opposite direction. It was a big one, a tractor with a plow on the front really. I moved over a little to give him more room, grateful that they were finally coming to plow our roads in housing. it was fine, because there was plenty of room for the both of us. But, right when he passed me, he started to fish-tail a little and then a little more.........The back of that tractor was coming right at me..........I swerved, swiped the piled snow on the side of the road and I kept saying "please, don't hit me, please, don't hit me...." Myshel looked at me and said, "I don't think he can hear you", but I think it helped anyway, because he didn't hit me. I swear he must have missed by inches, though. Ohhh I hate slick roads! When I dropped Myshel off at school she said, "thanks for the ride mom, next time try not to kill us" and then she laughed. It's a good thing I like her.........