OK, I'm going to admit it. We believed them. We believed the news reports about the great storm of 2011 where San Francisco would be covered in a soft velvety blanket of snow. We believed that we would be able to make snow angels in the middle of our abandoned streets. That we could take the wheels off our skateboards and have banjo pull us on them like sleds. We made diagrams of the snowmen we wanted to make and broke out the snowflake cookie cutters. In preparation for the great storm I covered the motorcycle and lounge chairs and Michelle brought in all her baby plants and organized them in rows on the living room floor. We drove from store to store and gathered all the essentials, bolted the doors and readied ourselves for 3 days of cabin fever. And then.... we waited........ and waited...... and waited. nothing. not even a drop of rain. its almost as disappointing as Lindsay Lohan's latest arrest. (almost)
so now we have an abundance of toilet paper and alcohol. Feel free to pop by anytime you need to go potty or need a shot of tequila. We're all stocked up.
2 comments:
OMG!! I can so see you two out getting provisions to be shut inside for a week! This entry is absolutely brilliant!
If you and Michelle run out of rock salt, contact me; I was prepared to salt the slippery, treacherous sidewalks.
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