Crash pink

It's a color.
Yesterday afternoon I was supposed to stay at the school until 5, but I didn't. I was out of there before 4. Good thing too. The 20 minute drive home took over an hour. The bad part was from the school to Lehi. I couldn't see more than 15 feet most of the time, but there were times I couldn't see anything at all. It only got worse out where the school is overnight. Becuase teachers got stranded at other teacher's homes and at the school for a while, school started two hours late today. I found out because someone kept calling at wierd hours (11:00 at night and 6 am). It was the school. Ozzy got ready for work and headed out . . . . then called. He'd tried to stop at a store to get me roses and his car had slid into a curb and was no longer driveable. Poor guy! We hung out in the minivan all morning, waiting for cops. I had to leave him with the car waiting for the tow truck. (He made me leave him . . . we're both a little rediculously stubborn.) Now he's had to spend the whole day at his grandma's . . . poor man's been bored to tears. Oh well. No one can say our valentine's day wasn't memorable!
So, it looks like we'll take the minivan to Rexburg after all.