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Yesterday, we had snow and my siblings got a snow day, but I had to go to school. It was awful. I cried when I found out I had to go.
Today, however, I got off school, along with my siblings. I visited my 88-year-old neighbor, Virginia, and we watched The Price Is Right while her bichon frise, Fanny, tried to squeeze as much affection out of me as she possibly could---she did a bang-up job. I talked to Virginia because she's actually quite fun to talk to, if you keep her away from subjects like feminism and race relations because her views are rather, um, outdated. She's so funny, though, and she loves to talk about how Fanny seems to stick to me when I visit.
All of the excitement culminated when my family and I went sledding with our neighbors. Specifically, I sledded (or is it "sled?") down the hill on my younger sister's boogie board.