snowstorm — what it’s not like it’s february in canada or anything
Well, winter has finally decided to show its face. It’s snowing and sleeting and raining and everything out there right now. So much so that my dad couldn’t drive the car up the road because it was so slippery (now, I should mention that this was my grandfather’s car so it’s a 1984 Lincoln Town Car with summer tires on it that are almost as old). Luckily I had friends visiting who happened to have both a jeep and a tow rope in the car. What a coincidence. They were looking at our house to see if they wanted to buy it in the spring. It would be kind of neat to hand it over to friends. The cool thing about the house is that my best friend growing up lived in it, so I technically grew up here as much as I did at my own house. We didn’t buy it from them, but bought it a few years later and the other funny thing is that we’re actually moving back to our original house. It’s being rebuilt and technically we lived in the apartment part of the house, but it’s kind of funny. It’s more or less just down the street, but it’ll be nice to move and at least get some more space (until I can move out). Wow, that was a tangent from snowstorms — the idea at the beginning of writing was to say that it really hasn’t been much of a winter but of course it will snow on a weekend when you’ve got places to go and people to see. I miss those days when it would snow and you’d get to stay home from school and build forts and snowmen and drink hot chocolate. Maybe I’ll try to invent candida-friendly hot chocolate — soy milk and melted gluten, sugar, dairy free chocolate chips anyone?