Slapsgiving

First off, Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. I hope your days were filled with turkey and your afternoons filled with naps. I know it snowed and iced for a little bit here, nothing too drastic, but it reminded me I was back in southwest Missouri. The first snow is always a fun thing for me. It seems like it's been so long since you've seen snow that it's like its own little miracle. The flakes seem so huge and yet so small, you don't know how they can cover the whole ground in a night.

I had a great Thanksgiving with my family. I ran around like a crazy person from house to house trying to see everyone. Of course I wait to see everyone until the last day I'm in town. Foolish mistakes I constantly find myself making.

I've had an excellent week at home. As I sit here, knowing I won't be back for several weeks I'm torn. Though I love it here, I do miss Columbia and my cramped dorm. It may be small but it's mine. I also find myself already missing Mt. Vernon. I love it here, now that I've gone away. The relaxed atmosphere is very soothing when I'm used to getting four hours of sleep a night. I feel like I'm a thousand miles away when I'm at school when really it's only a few hours. I'm already missing my family and my dog. I know I'll see them soon, but I'm still a big baby when it comes to leaving. I cry every time.

My family is so fortunate to have such a large network of people that care about us as much as they do. Thank you to everyone. You know who you are. The whole three of you who read my blog. Thank you, I really do appreciate it. Plus it keeps me from sounding rude by saying "if you read my blog you'd know that." ha

Tonight is my usual Garden State night, but I think I've covered enough of that. I think I'll take a bath and relax. Enjoy my last sleep in a normal sized bed with actual good sheets and not dorm stuff.
When I leave I always try to prepare myself the night before. Just let myself remember that I need to be strong for the people here that need me. The last few times I've done a good job about not crying until I'm out of the driveway.

I guess what I'm saying is hug your mamma. Tell your dad you love him. It's Thanksgiving. Be happy.