Crazy Blizzard

It must be said that yesterday was one of the craziest days ever. I arrived at school early for Student Council, all dressed up for mass, and ready for a pleasant day. It was slightly rainy, so instead of wearing my leather jacket into school, which would've fit better with my church outfit, I wore Joe's hoodie. Lucky me, in the long run. We were only supposed to be at school until 11:30 -- twenty-five minute classes, with mass at the beginning of the day. We ended up getting out of school at about 11:15 because of the constant snowfall...seniors were dismissed first, then juniors, and so on. Well...getting out of the Dominic parking lot was hell, to tell the truth. Utter chaos. First, I had to deal with getting all the snow off of my windows...a continuous process, since as soon as the snow was wiped away on one window, more had fallen on another and it had to be wiped clean again...and the fact that no one was making any progress hindered the whole "leaving school" thing. Joe finally got out to take his brother home, but I decided to wait until the parking lot had cleared to leave so I went and sat in James' car with Lindsay and Joe S. Ha what an interesting time. There was some talk of ordering a pizza to be delivered to the car, or of going up to school and waiting for the snow to ease up. Finally, we decided that getting home before being snowed in at school was the best idea...Joe offered to take me home, but the idea of having to return to pick up my car was not very appealing, so I decided to try to drive myself home. I will admit here what an utterly stupid decision this was on my part. I know that my car is not built equipped to withstand this kind of snow...yeah back wheel drive...but stubbornly, I decided to try to get home anyway. Three minutes into my drive through the neighborhood adjacent to Dominic and my car was stuck in the snow. Great... So Joe S and Nathan helped push my car to the side of the road, Lindsay got into my car with me to keep me company, and Mrs. House came up to my car and suggested that we take it back to Dominic and have Joe take me home. I agreed, so I followed her to the service road on our way back to the school. Yes, well, here is where my first spurt of amazingly bad luck appeared. I was about 20 feet behind Mrs. House's SUV when I began to brake. Brake....brake...brake...."No, thank you," my brakes replied. "We don't especially want to work right now...we want you to plow into Mrs. House's car." So...that is what happened. Thank you, brakes. You are so kind. After determining that the only damage done was to my own car, we pulled my car into the Child's Tire Michelin dealer off of the service road to wait for Joe S and Nathan to pick Lindsay and me up. Mrs. Roettger, God bless her, was in one of the many cars who had been backed up behind me; she thought I was panicking and kept telling me to calm down. I was hysterical...hysterical with laughter...but truthfully, the only thing that makes me panic is schoolwork. The situation struck me as completely hilarious. Lindsay and I went inside the Michelin tire place to keep warm, as my heater seemed to have joined forces with my brakes in deciding to rebel against my wishes of actually working. While inside, we saw Mr. Fitzler, who stopped long enough to wish us a Happy Thanksgiving. LOL what a day it was turning out to be... Finally, Joe's car arrived in the Michelin parking lot to pick up Lindsay and me. I am so grateful that I was wearing Joe's hoodie...it may have been soaking wet, but it was so much warmer than anything else I could have worn...and Joe S also said how his mom made him bring his coat to school, and he was so sure that he wouldnt need it, but brought it anyway. Funny how things work out that way. The best part of the day occurred as we were leaving the parking lot. We couldn't really see the entrance to the lot...so...Joe kind of drove over the grass to get to the street. It was so funny. We crept along at a snail's pace to get home...I swear, I think it was the first time that anyone actually went the speed limit on the overpass...but finally, we arrived at Nathan's house to drop him off. As we were driving home, James and Joe called us at different times...Joe, who had left probably an hour before us, had just gotten home, and James was still stuck in traffic on the service road. Sheesh. Joe got me home safely, and after saying that he wasn't home yet so there was still plenty of time for death to occur, he left to take Lindsay home. The day was utterly crazy. I slept for a couple of hours, woke up with a slight headache, and had to go pick up my dented car from the Michelin place. Sigh...I still think the entire day was hysterical... Later, my grandmother and uncle arrived from Ohio. I'm really excited for tonight because more of my family will be here. Last night was amazing. Watched Shrek 2...smiled a lot...got text messages at two in the morning, that kind of thing...a good day. Well, it's 12:12 and time to eat breakfast...such is the way of my family. Happy Thanksgiving everybody! Peace, love, and in honor of Ellen -- MASHED POTATOES!! YNatalieY