I love my Blizzaks. They successfully guided us over, and back over, the snowy/icy/busy Santiam Pass yesterday. We took my (stay with me) Sister-In-Law’s boyfriend’s kids home to their mother, because my Sis-In-Law and he are having a baby any second now. Since they couldn’t go over the pass, due to the impending childbirth, we volunteered. Delaney spent the day with my Mom, and we spent the day on the road. 9 hours of driving to get to Sheridan, OR and back. That is only about 340mi, but it took forever with the weather.

Anyway, the drive was cake. My tires are the shit; it feels like I have real studded tires on packed snow. It has been snowing hard all day in Bend, and I have been out twice, once to go to the dentist, and once for lunch. There are people spun out or going 7.5mph all over the place. This town really didn’t used to be like that. People had driven in snow before, and it would take at least a foot of snow to really stop anything from getting done. Not any more. It’s a shame.

At least I’m all set.