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Wowie..im FINALLY home.
I have come to the realization that thanksgiving is just about my least favorite holiday these days. It had slipped my mind why it had become so miserable for me. This year i thought it was just the lack of people my age and having to spend my time in Delaware (which always sends off depressing vibes to me for some reason)
I feel bad about it too...and i tried not to let on to my family that i wasnt in the best of spirits. They try so hard to make things a good time. We were spoiled rottin and treated amazingly. I am so thankful for all that they did. Unfortionatly, things just arent the same come thanksgiving time...
I miss all the wonderful thanksgivings we spent with my aunt jan and cousin brian...AH! Just sitting here thinking about it has made me cry. I never would have thought that our tradition would end...and i only now realize how much the time we spent together meant to me....
Well anyways...my trip went like this.
Tuesday night, my wonderous family and i set out to the oh so lovely Delaware. 11 hours in the car with isobel and eoghan fighting, poking, and annoying eachother is just the way to start off a break.
We got to Delaware wednesday afternoon and i practically passed out. Thursday, thanksgiving isobel and i went to the beach with my dad. It was rainy and there was absolutly nobody in sight that was remotely close to our age. Either they were young children or elderly people. (a trend that we saw throughout our entire stay)
Thanksgiving meal was amazing, my grandma and mom slaved over it all day and it was well worth their effort. After dinner, isobel and i went out driving. I drove around the streets where my grandparents live. ( i have to say i was pretty good having a total of 5 mins driving time in my entire life. Finally there was a beautiful sinset and we headed home for the night. (home being my grandparents house.)
The next day we went to the beach again. It was much nicer and all the shops were open. Yet once again, the percentage of guys my age was like 1% I wasnt hit on once either...that was such a shame.
That day we also went go karting and saw the movie Ray (see what i told you about spoilage...i always feel so guilty about being spoiled...yet annother reason why i didnt enjoy my time as much as i should have--dont get me wrong, i enjoyed every minute of it, but its not like you can buy happiness. I could have had the same amount of fun spending no money at all...ive been thinking like this all my life...im not sure if its healthy or not. :-\)
But anyways..this morning, we headed home. After annother 11 hours in the car, i am finally home. It feels so good to be back!
Aunt Jan and Cousin Brian...RIP