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I had a very good day yesterday for the most part. I went home to visit everyone, saw my mom, grandparents, aunt and uncle and cousins. It was a good time! My grandmother is going to sell her house in order to by a much larger RV than she has now and move it down to my mothers land and live there. I think this is both a good and bad idea. Good, because Nana is getting up in age, and this will be more convienent if she ever needs to move in with my mom to care for her. Also, it means she's getting rid of a ton of stuff and I came home yesterday with a bookshelf (yay!!!!!!!) 6 bags of books (yay!!!!!) a set of tv trays (yay!!!!) and some really awesome african art that she has collected over the years (yay!!!!!!!). Me and Tony laughed about this yesterday because we know we only got the african art because Tony's from africa! My sister will be getting anything native american, my cousin will be getting anything oriental, and my other cousin will probably be getting some of the other cool stuff around her house.
We went there to pick out books yesterday and I absolutely hate doing stuff like that. It isn't a big deal, but I always feel like Im in a competition for the best books. The only book I really wanted was Moonrakers Bride by Madeline Brent. My aunt had already taken it, but she let me take it with the promise I would let her borrow it since she hasn't read it before. So... I came home with a stack of Catherine Cookson and Phylis A Whitney books, and numerous other authors I don't remember. So... anyways, I was happy to get all that cool stuff. But I kind of wish she wasn't moving down near my mother because I just know they are going to get on each others nerves all the time!! It also seems like the end of an era. Everyone put so much of themselves into the land and now it's all ending. Every Christmas we went down to Nana's and now we wont be able to do that anymore.
Then, after I had packed everything into the back of my truck and started to drive it home I noticed my car was kind of leaning. Now, I know the bookshelves were on one side, but surely that doesn't make the truck lean *that* much. So, I stopped the car, and sure enough my drivers side tire was flat. Again. I backed it back to my grandfathers garage hoping I could put some air in it, but by the time I got there it had completely seperated from the rim. Just like last time. So, I took my spare tire (which still hadn't been replaced) and went up to walmart to get a new one. I made it there before they closed, and it only took about 15 minutes, and then I went home and tony and joe changed it for me! Yay! So.... Anyways, that's pretty much my day. My tooth still hurts... I'm going to go take some pain meds that will probably make me loopy. And... if you were wondering if I am an idiot. I have the proof for you here. I am, completely... a goof.
When I came back from my aunts house I held my hair under my chin and I said to my mother "This is what I'd look like with a beard!" We decided to improve the look, and with a scrunch and a little effort, we perfected my beard. I can't believe I've had long hair all my life and never thought to do this before!
