No Snow Days For Us

Well I got to school just fine. Kind of.

We start off to school and Abby (who thinks she's all big and bad because she has a cell phone and my mother washed mine) tells me that "Dryfork is a solid sheet of ice and West is pretty bad too. We shouldn't go that way."

First off, it bothers me when she tries to fix my driving/directions issues. She really isn't helpful.

And second, those are the only two roads that even get close to the school. When I told her this, she just got an attitude and said that she was just saying we shouldn't go that way. Which doesn't make any sense, because we had to get to school somehow.

So because she was seething in the backseat because I was going to take us on the normal route, I went a different way. Through traffic. On West Road. It was much worse than Dryfork.

The lesson to be learned here is this: Don't listen to Abby. She doesn't know what she's talking about.

That's why I was late to school today.