snow
Today it snowed. Hard. My parents were supposed to fly into Denver, but the airport shut down and so they flew into Salt Lake City instead, and took a shuttle towards Denver until it got too bad. Last I heard from my mom, she was in a bar in Breckenridge drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon, which I'm pretty sure she hasn't had before.
My sister got into town yesterday, so we've had a good fun two days together. We called around this evening to find out which bars were open and trekked out into town to get drunk. We played in the snow and jumped around and took lots of pictures, which was all very fun. I wish she'd move out here from South Carolina. She lives with a boyfriend that she fights with constantly and she really doesn't do much else besides that, except some stuff that isn't too good. She left school a year ago and says she plans on going back. She only has one semester left, so obviously the best idea would be for her to just go back and then get out of Carolina. Its tough for me to try and talk her into moving out here; in some ways its definitely in her best interests but if she did move she'd be screwed with regards to school. When I went home for Thanksgiving I hung out with her best friend, who hates the boyfriend and wants her to get out of Carolina. I don't really know what to do. I guess for the next few days I'll just focus on us having fun.
On a shittier note, one of my dogs died a couple of weeks ago. This is a dog from back home, so I've only been seeing her occasionally for the last 6 years, but still. She was wonderful. Her name was Hootie, she was an English Springer Spaniel, and she was gorgeous and fun. I knew she didn't have much longer when I saw her over Thanksgiving, so I got to at least say goodbye properly. She died the night before my parents were going to put her down. That evening my sister fed her steak and everyone spoiled her. She had been sleeping in the garage for a while, but before she died she walked out back and fell asleep under the back deck, which was always her favorite place, and never woke up. She was 12 years old. It's awful to have a pet die, but I'm glad she at least went out well and had a good life. The other shitty part is that her mom, Towser, is 14 and probably really misses her.
My sister got into town yesterday, so we've had a good fun two days together. We called around this evening to find out which bars were open and trekked out into town to get drunk. We played in the snow and jumped around and took lots of pictures, which was all very fun. I wish she'd move out here from South Carolina. She lives with a boyfriend that she fights with constantly and she really doesn't do much else besides that, except some stuff that isn't too good. She left school a year ago and says she plans on going back. She only has one semester left, so obviously the best idea would be for her to just go back and then get out of Carolina. Its tough for me to try and talk her into moving out here; in some ways its definitely in her best interests but if she did move she'd be screwed with regards to school. When I went home for Thanksgiving I hung out with her best friend, who hates the boyfriend and wants her to get out of Carolina. I don't really know what to do. I guess for the next few days I'll just focus on us having fun.
On a shittier note, one of my dogs died a couple of weeks ago. This is a dog from back home, so I've only been seeing her occasionally for the last 6 years, but still. She was wonderful. Her name was Hootie, she was an English Springer Spaniel, and she was gorgeous and fun. I knew she didn't have much longer when I saw her over Thanksgiving, so I got to at least say goodbye properly. She died the night before my parents were going to put her down. That evening my sister fed her steak and everyone spoiled her. She had been sleeping in the garage for a while, but before she died she walked out back and fell asleep under the back deck, which was always her favorite place, and never woke up. She was 12 years old. It's awful to have a pet die, but I'm glad she at least went out well and had a good life. The other shitty part is that her mom, Towser, is 14 and probably really misses her.