What A Day

Gosh what a galoshy day I had! So, I picked Sarah up in my galosh and drove her to the basketball game. On our way there, we hit a galosh! It wasn't our fault...we think it committed suicide. When we got to Troy, I started to galosh inconsolably. Sadly, we were using our galoshes to cheer, and I didn't know, so I looked stupid because I didn't have them. All the cheerleaders around me, shaking their galoshes, and I...didn't have them...it was a galoshy tragedy. So our team totally galoshed the other team...70 to 43 or something like that...and I was in a pretty good mood when, on the way home, some stupid semi was completely galoshing me! Seriously, he was way too close. So I moved into the other lane, stuck my galosh up at him, and kept driving. Sarah told him to stick something up his galosh. He was a meanie head. Then I dropped Sarah off at her galosh, and came home and ate a nice galosh with my family. I am now about to write a galosh for lit class, due on Tuesday I think. Wish me galosh! Sarah...no more galoshing with Jeff... Just galoshing! Natalie