Weekend Recap -
Well, Friday night after work, I headed down to Lake Placid. I got to Mom and Dad's house at around 3:30am.
I think I got up at about 6:00am to the sound of people. I walked out of my room to see someone brushing his teeth in my bathroom and five other people walking around the house. Evidently, I've turned into a hermit because I couldn't handle it, so I went outside for a bit.
We had a decent turn-out to the event. I can't believe my sixth-grade social studies teacher has now joined the group. That's kinda creepy. Nah, that's really creepy. Her triplets are now in high school (even more creepy). She still talks about my sixth grade project on the Navajo Code Talkers (sincerely creepy).
I'm pretty good at throwing hatchets at targets, apparently. Woo! That should go on my resume.
And, the practice in Girl Scouts must've stuck... because I'm not too terribly shabby at archery.
Grandma joined the group when we went out to the winery. That was fun. We had strawberry milkshakes. Mmmm.
There's just something adorable about my 83-year old grandmother in garb. =)
It was great to see Mom, Dad, and Grandma.... I just wish we'd had more alone time.
While visiting Grandma at her house, I needed to get a straw. Just like I've done for the past...16 years or so, I reached into the drawer near the refrigerator, pulled out the same exact Pringles can as always, and got one. And then I realized just how happy such a simple thing makes me. I love the fact that it's the same can. I love that something so simple has lasted so long. Man, I find the dumbest things endearing.
I think I got up at about 6:00am to the sound of people. I walked out of my room to see someone brushing his teeth in my bathroom and five other people walking around the house. Evidently, I've turned into a hermit because I couldn't handle it, so I went outside for a bit.
We had a decent turn-out to the event. I can't believe my sixth-grade social studies teacher has now joined the group. That's kinda creepy. Nah, that's really creepy. Her triplets are now in high school (even more creepy). She still talks about my sixth grade project on the Navajo Code Talkers (sincerely creepy).
I'm pretty good at throwing hatchets at targets, apparently. Woo! That should go on my resume.
And, the practice in Girl Scouts must've stuck... because I'm not too terribly shabby at archery.
Grandma joined the group when we went out to the winery. That was fun. We had strawberry milkshakes. Mmmm.
There's just something adorable about my 83-year old grandmother in garb. =)
It was great to see Mom, Dad, and Grandma.... I just wish we'd had more alone time.
While visiting Grandma at her house, I needed to get a straw. Just like I've done for the past...16 years or so, I reached into the drawer near the refrigerator, pulled out the same exact Pringles can as always, and got one. And then I realized just how happy such a simple thing makes me. I love the fact that it's the same can. I love that something so simple has lasted so long. Man, I find the dumbest things endearing.