Violet had a volleyball game on the day a blizzard was forecast. The blizzard wasn't supposed to start until 4:00 in the evening but Teresa and I left around 1:00 and decided against our plans to go to Rosedale's Barbecue and stopping to get polish sausage because ice was beginning to form on the roads.
Melissa left about an hour later and had a bit of trouble getting home. She got off the main road because as she says "it was a parking lot". But that decision turned into the wrong decision because as she crested the hill close to her house there was a truck fishtailing in front of her. In order to avoid hitting the truck, she chose the side of the road with a sign and struck it. Oops! Just confirms how much I hate winter.
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