I Do Not Like The Snow

That's what I said to myself as I hit a street sign a few yards away from my school.

It really wasn't that big of a deal, but I did have to go home with one of my teachers from seventh grade.

And then, in her typical fashion, my mother came into their humble abode whooping and hollering about how she had to go to the bathroom and it was really snowing and oh what a beautiful house! Which prompted this response from my teacher's daughter: "Wow! And you two are so quiet!" Yes, me and Abby are quiet people compared to my mother. Moving on from this embarrassing happening.. now.

(On a side note: We had homemade pizzas for dinner. The fact that I'm telling you this makes me laugh because I'm reading a book called "Nobody Cares What You Had For Lunch." Or maybe it's just that once again I am stuck in this house. Aunt Anne, please rescue me again!)

That is all. :)