12:24am
Sunday, April 1st, 2007As we’re laying in bed watching the end of the race, it thunders a few times and then the rain starts. Except this didn’t sound like any old rain, this rain sounded like it was about to come through the roof! I knew it had to be hail. I looked outside and sure enough, the driveway was white. There were boxes flying, garbage cans rolling, tricycles in the middle of the road, and to get out the door to move the bikes under the shelter I had to push the door through the pile of hail that had accumulated directly in front of my door.
Crazy weather we’re having!














