Karate Kick

I was thumbing through some old journals today and came across this entry from February 2008, the first winter we were married. Matt and I were both in school and I was working full-time at a water resources engineering firm. 

"About a month ago, or so, I went out to where I had parked the car at work (it was the green Chrysler 300M Matt had inherited from his parents). It was dark and VERY cold. My cell phone was dead and I was the last one at the office. I went to unlock the car door. It was frozen shut. So I went to the other side. It was frozen shut too, so I started banging on the door and karate kicking it so it would come loose. While I was beating the car, I thought, 'I hope no one is watching'. Then I noticed the sunroof and thought, 'We have a sunroof?'. It was then that I realized it wasn't our car and ours was parked two stalls over. I about died and was really grateful no one (especially the owner of the car) had been watching."