So you may often ask yourself, who are your true friends in life? I mean with worst comes to worst who is going to be there for you. The day hell freezes over who’s going to help you move out? We that question was answered this weekend.

It was graduation weekend for one of my best friends, Holly, down at WSU. With a record cold storm in the works we, Tica and I, ventured into the cold night around 5:30 Friday night to make the trek. With the South Hill fast accumulating snow and the Pullman highway it was slow going at first. I made a call to Holly and told here not to hold dinner as I knew it was going to take more than the normal 1.5 hours to get there. With Tica on my lap the whole way we braved the “Arctic Invasion” and made it to Pullman in two hours. With a glass of wine waiting it was great to see my best friend and her family. But Friday was only the beginning.

We awoke Saturday to more snow of course. Graduation began at 10, though it was delated 15 minutes due to weather and parking conditions. Minus a couple bad speakers graduation went smoothly and Holly was more than excited to be graduated and out almost out of Pullman…little did she know about 4 hours later she would be. The original plan was to pack her up a little on Saturday and then finish and make the long haul up to Spokane, her new home, on Sunday. We had nice reservations with her whole family and it was to be a day of celebration, right? Wrong! Plans changed when we saw the roads were looking slushy and we weren’t sure what below freezing temperatures that night would bring. So back to the hotel and Holly’s old apartment to pack. (1:30pm)

With sunset fast approaching and the snow still falling we literally throw things in the U haul. With six of us loading random things into boxes and getting her out of her old apartment and on the road as fast as we could it was a whirl wind. By 3:30 we were on the road.

We were happy to hit the road and be waving good by to “Hell” as we call it. Now for the trek north. It started out looking good but we soon learned it wasn’t as great as we had hoped. Cars in the ditch and 30mph it was slow going and we wondered when we might have to ditch the U haul and just make it home in the cars. I am not going to lie that I thought I might die a few times. With Holly and her mom in front of me I kept my distance and would about lose their tail lights now and again when the blowing and drifting snow would come between us. Or the time I saw Holly’s care drift about 5 feet into to the left, thinking to myself what is she doing…then my car did the same thing. It wasn’t her it was the snow. We white knuckled it the whole way home, Tica once again on my lap. We were happy to see home and Tica was glad to be out of the car.All we wanted was alcohol and a good meal…we found it at the Outback. We all needed food, as we hadn’t eaten since breakfast. With a quick stop at RiteAid and a reservation at a hotel for the Ianiciello family, I headed home for the night.

Needless to say it was a crazy weekend and I was happy to relax at home Sunday morning.

So next time someone asks me what are friends for? I can tell them…They are for driving in blizzard conditions to see you graduate, loading up your U haul in the snow, driving you out of Hell, praying you don’t die, and drinking with when you make it through. Hope you have a friend in your life that would do that for you. I know she would do the same thing for me! Love you Holls!