Turkey Weekend.

"There's no place like home"

except your grandma's.

You know you're lucky when you get not one, but two turkey dinners, or it makes you realize that this is probably how being a couple works. Why didn't I think of it before now? Ha.

This weekend was really great and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way minus the fact that my grandparents place having well water, making it close to impossible to showering. Ryan got to meet the family, and it went soso well and I was actually quite surprised to be honest. Anyhow,lots of people have been realizing how happy I've been lately and it's surprising them.. which makes me feel like I'm some sort of drone who never smiles and comes across as some depressed angsty teenager.. well,for the most part of my life I guess that's how I've presented myself.

I'm missing my bestfriend more and more lately, and really pissed off at the stupid post office because they must have lost my letter to her, I'm really hoping it will be sent back to me because then I can just send a big package with her October mixedCD (that I have to make) and the other one. Sudbury is starting to feel empty again, but I'm not sure if it's because of this weather or if it's because this is usually when I spend the most time with my bestfriend cozied up infront of her fireplace having the best/pointless/impossible to understand chats with her along with some really good tea.

There was a plane crash this weekend and two young lives were lost, I didn't personally know them but met the two of them on different occasions and Ryan grew up with the guy that passed. As I usually am when a death of someone I've either met on different occasions or heard of happens it always makes me think of growing up and how they'll never get to, or have any of those experiences that I'll get to have, and then I think about their loved ones and friends, or just the people who had minor experiences with them. It's funny how life just happens like that.

-Malika.