Blizzard 2003 |back to news|
Sunday after Church, my mom and I went to Bennigan's at like 3:30 (I had the Turkey O'Toole). It snowed from the time we left until now while I'm typing this (it's still snowing). I can't even see my car. The creepy part is that no one has left my house and no one has come to my house since Sunday (it's no Tuesday), but there is a trail of footprints in the snow leading from my front door out to the street. The mail hasn't come yet either.