why snow is stupid and boys are needed

I was all set to make it to my 9am class on time when....

My car stalled and the slippery roads sent me skidding across my street intersection onto the wrong side of the road. I sat there helpless as I tried to restart my engine.

1 phone call to CAA and 1 good smaritan later, I managed to get my car running and drove back into my driveway.

Safely back at my house, my instinct told me to look under the hood of the car and check the engine to see what was wrong. I didn't know exactly what I planned on checking since the only thing i can identify under the grease covered engine brain is the oil dipstick. So I proceeded to check my oil. Yup. The oil measured "add one quart" so I added some oil to the car. Then I filled the windshield fluid too.. since I saw that next to the oil tube.

God knows what the hell is wrong with my car, but at least I can say that oil and windshield fluid is no longer a problem.

This is what happens when boys are not around in my house.