I Shouldn't be alive

I'm sure you have all watched the show on cable TV. The one where they show how a family or individual is stranded out on the Ocean/Dessert/ Mountain/Interstate.....for days with little food or water and they still manage to survive.

Well that was me on Friday night, I was living the nightmare!

I started off in the midst of a snow storm.....thinking I would take it easy and I would be fine (I'm sure that's what they all think.)

 We had gone 37.7 miles of our 335 mile trip when we came to a complete standstill on the interstate. (might I add that .7 of that was circling back around to make sure we had properly locked and secured my Sis's car.)

Both North and South bound lanes were shut down.

 

Some what disappointed that we were stopped but certain it wouldn't last for long we made small talk and relaxed...that was the first hour!

By the second hour we kicked into survival mode (remembering the Lake Shore Drive apocalypse) I turned the car off to conserve our (thankfully)  full tank of gas. We used blankets we had with us to cover up and dug into conservatively rationed out the food in the goody basket I had just received hours earlier from a client at a closing.....BIG SHOUT OUT to you Christy you saved our lives.

At this point we were still giggling and saying oh how Thankful we are we:

a.) had a full tank of gas

b.) had a goody basket and water

c.) weren't involved in the crash

d.) didn't have a couple kids stuck in the back seat

"blah blah blah"

Into hour 3 we were ready to move past this experience and get to a rest stop! Of course witnessing a couple truck drivers relieving themselves on the side of the road only made the urge that much stronger.  We I devised a plan on how I too would be able to relieve myself if we went into hour 4.

It wasn't going to be pretty, but come on people we were in survival mode.

After some 3.5 hours or so we started moving.    Thank God! 
You may ask what caused the Grid lock? As we moved forward we counted no less then 8 big rigs smashed all along the side of the road. Again both North and South Bound.     Odd very Odd.

5 Hours later we were tucked safely into our little beds at the Holiday Inn Wausau Wisconsin

If there is one single survival tip I could offer you folks it would be to get stranded with someone you like A LOT. You then can laugh your way through the experience, and hours seem like minutes.

You may ask why the sudden trip to Wausau in a snow storm?

Why to have lunch

and do some shopping of course.

The other ladies at the shop said we were
having too much fun for a Saturday Morning!
(Is that even possible?)

"IT'S A GOOD LIFE"