I remember that day. I opened the front door on my way to get breakfast at around 11 am, and the flurries were coming down. As I screamed, Jesus, Maria, y Jose!, my cap flew off exposing my disheveled hair. Annie thought I was in trouble; she lost a chancla trying to get to me. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. I rushed out to the nearest Citgo to buy a $10 disposable camera to capture the moment, and remind us of the minor miracle that befell upon our sleepy little town. I have yet to develop the film. Happy Festivus for all!
Cleveland, Pittsburgh, and New England are getting pounded with snow. Wonder what that feels like.
I remember that day.
ReplyDeleteI opened the front door on my way to get breakfast at around 11 am, and the flurries were coming down. As I screamed, Jesus, Maria, y Jose!, my cap flew off exposing my disheveled hair. Annie thought I was in trouble; she lost a chancla trying to get to me. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
I rushed out to the nearest Citgo to buy a $10 disposable camera to capture the moment, and remind us of the minor miracle that befell upon our sleepy little town.
I have yet to develop the film.
Happy Festivus for all!