Finally, a breather for us poor souls that you know, work their butts off at school. *sigh* My head hurts from writing college apps. I finished one, and my parents looked at the other one and said, this is crap, scrap it and re-write it. Sitting here now, looking out my window at the squirrels running up and down the tree branches outside my house. They always seem so intent on leaping from branch to branch. I wish I could be as free as that.
Tomorrow. We're going up to my aunt's llama farm in upstate New York. It's not really a llama farm per say, but she does have five llamas. They smell bad and spit. And that part of my family has this whole essential oils thing going. They believe that putting essence of mint in your tea will cure all sore throats, and that a lavender oil can heal all wounds, no matter what. The oils are smelly. I got some for my birthday a few years ago. They stayed in my room for a week or so until my sister came in and dumped one of them. I had to airate my room. Kind of horrible actually. *sigh* I love my extended family, but this love of theirs, well, it makes me want to run away. Wish me luck tomorrow.
What else can I say about my family and Thanksgiving. Well. If I ever get a second piercing or a tattoo, I can't come home for Thanksgiving. Besides that, I can't marry a Republican, unless I spend the rest of my life trying to convert him to our side. ;) And my mother's a really good cook, so now way I'd miss that.