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I keep having dreams about camp. Should I go back, at least one more year?
A couple days ago Nate and Melissa came over for "Thanksgiving." We ate pizza and hung out. It was sooo much fun. I love when they come to visit. There's always so much laughter and happiness.
Then yesterday, on "real" thanksgiving, we went up to my grandparents place with all of my cousins from that side. It was a blast. We ate (soo much), sang songs, watched football, played scattergories (which i won, thankyouverymuch), and then by the end we just hung out and took all sorts of crazy pictures.
I had typed up a whole bunch more...but then my computer shut down and this is what it autosaved...and I don't remember what all I had said. :(