Today was a boring day. Actually, I have about a dozen things I need to do, but did not feel motivated to do them, so the kiddos and I went to the grocery store and to check on Grandma's condo. It was lightly snowing and the wind was howling, so we cut short what we were doing and came back home a bit earlier than planned.

The minute I turned off the highway and stepped out to check the mailbox, I heard it - the sound of a revving engine and tires scraping on ice. The unmistakable sound of someone who is stuck. To my dismay, as I drove around the corner, I found a car - sideways - on our clearly marked private road, stuck. Great. My pistol is in my dresser drawer and Bill is not home. Hmmmm.....

I cautiously approached the car and found it occupied by a girl in her early 20s. She instantly started rambling....."was trying to use my cell phone. Can I use yours? Mine will not work here. I have no idea how I got so stuck. Can you just push on my car so I can drive out. If I could just get out the paved road...". Never stopped for a breath. I said, "This is a private road. There is no cell phone service out here. My cell phone will not work either. I cannot push you out - you have both ends of your car stuck in two different snow banks. I will have to call a tow truck or go get one of the neighbors....".

After a difficult to follow diatribe about how "she has no money for a tow truck" (which I fully understand), I asked..."And what was your name?" Nothing. "Do you have any gloves?" Tch, nope. I pull a rope out of the back of my 4Runner and try to pull her out, but the rope is not strong enough and breaks - twice. I have been on my hands and knees in the snow and ice tying off her car, and now I am soaking wet with two crying kids in the car. "Okay, well I am going to have to go and get one of the neighbors". Okay.... she said she would be "right there". Really?? Not a single offer to help me with anything either.

Holy cow!! This girl is driving along a mountain pass, in the snow, it is 30 degrees with 30 MPH winds and she is wearing what looks to be a pair of pajama bottoms and a pair of Crocs with no socks. She has no money and is hopelessly stuck. If I could have gotten around her, I would have left her clueless butt sitting there.
I drive over to the neighbor's house and they are not home. I was not suprised. It was mid-afternoon and they were still at work. So I head to town - which is 12 miles away - to get a proper rope and some traction sand. Going into any store requires getting both kids out of their car seats and hauling them inside, denying them candy at the checkout, and then getting them back into the car and buckling them in. Oh, and there is the little matter of loading a 60 pound bag of traction sand, a shovel and a tow rope. With all of that done, I get ready to pull out of the parking lot. I see my neighbor (thank the Blessed Lord!) pull in next to me and ask him to stop by on his way home - which he readily agrees to.

I arrive back at my private road to see Little Missy blasting the radio and see that she has thrown her energy drink can out of her car and onto the snow bank that she is stuck in. I hook up to her rear axle (yep, down on my hands and knees again) and not so gently yank her out of the snow bank. Just as I get that done, my neighbor arrives to help me spread traction sand and I get ready to bid Little Missy goodbye. Then she promply backs into the very same snowbank and gets her ditzy little self stuck yet again. My neighbor says to me, "Is she stoned, or just an idiot?" I belly laughed at that! Then Mark the UPS guy shows up and we all finally get Little Missy on her way. On her way out, she did say thank you, and I handed her energy drink can back to her and said, "I'm gonna need you to take that with you. Bye. Have a nice trip". She was too dumb to catch my sarcasm, I am sure.

I know that my attitude about this is totally unChristian. I ought to have better thoughts regarding this young girl. Her behavior was suspicious to me and I got upset at her lack of gratitude. I had to *make* myself be kind and polite - which I managed to do - but I wanted to be neither kind nor polite. Does God give you brownie points for doing the right thing outwardly, when you feel resentful on the inside? lol I did ask her if she had enough gas - which she said she did. I really do hope whoever was expecting her at her destination was not too awfully worried for her and that she arrived safely (and still clueless). All of those things were sincere :)