Apparently snow is slippery?
It's December. It's Ohio. It's called winter, and it happens every year.
I drove home from Strongsville this morning...In the snow...In the Camaro. All was well, other than when some jackass pulled out in front of me less than 3 miles from my house. I had a police escort (State Highway patrolman) all the way on RT18. I was happy about it though, since 18 was fucking horrible and I figured it was good to have a cop behind me if I crashed. RT77 was fine, and RT71 was OK. Hopefully everything will be OK when I go back up there to get Morgan at 5 this afternoon.
OK, photos from yesterday:
Hope, Hayley, Hillary and Hope's boyfriend Matt. Those are my nieces.
My two brothers. Left is Kieth (42), the oldest, and right is Jeff (37), my "little" brother. Hannah is in the middle, that's Kieth's oldest daughter (19), and big sister to Hope, Hayley (17) and Hillary(12).
Morgan peeking at me.
I just realized I have no photos of Julie (Jeff's wife) or Tricia (Kieth's wife.) My sister Julie didn't come over for Christmas, but that's no surprise. She did call, though, which was mildly shocking.
OK, Wal-Mart just gets cooler and cooler. I'm a Target girl, but Wal-Mart does have some cool things going on. You can upload digital photos to the Wal-Mart photo website thing, and they'll have your photos ready to pick up in an hour. That is so rockass. The photos from yesterday are all ready to be picked up and I uploaded them at 2 this morning. The only thing better than this discovery would have been a photo printer of my own.
All right, I'm off to eat mashed taters and gravy. Maybe some oyster stuffing, too.
That is all.
