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So, Jesse's mother bought me a 3 lb bag of Harbro Gummi Bears. That's enough to make an army or a full length film and still not have to stop myself from eating all I want. I can feel the stomach ache already.
Jesse and I had a quaint little day today. We were in Alabama for his 6-year-old sister's "eat lunch with a loved one" day at what was Jesse's old elementary school. Has anyone visited an elementary school lately? Apparently once you reach puberty, you're an object of awe, because every single student in the cafeteria did nothing but stare-- some even making the effort to turn completely away from their table. The school lunch was actually yummy and one of the most satisfying meals I've had since.... high school? Only here (Alabama-land), I was able to drink sweet tea. As I was waiting in line behind five kiddos in the designated line to drop off our lunch trays with the lunch lady, a little girl with a packed lunch must have mustered up enough courage to jump in front of everybody and just stood by me for a few seconds staring. When I looked down, she said, "You're really pretty." My reply?-- I like your hair. You, too just doesn't have the charm it used to.
All of that hallway nostalgia must have gotten to Jesse, because he decided to take me on a "joy ride" that lasted four hours and we went into Stockholm so that he could drive me around where he grew up (which happens to have been a 5,000 acre wildlife preservation ALL TO HIS OWN!!!). I got to see all sorts of swimming creeks, family graves, places he got in trouble by cops as a young lad, and Fort Mims, which only has a real claim to fame, because amerindians killed some 700 whiteys there one morning. It was nice, and I even got to go to a fresh water spring and fill up my water bottle. Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick! It tasted so good and lacked that chlorine/plastic taste I've grown so accustomed to.
3 MORE DAYS OF VOLUNTEERING AT FOOD BANK!!!!!!! + 250 word letter of mindless yapping + 1/2 day of watching an adult violation of probation trial (a.k.a. judicial jerry springer) and I'm DONE!