My week off was so good. Well except for Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. I had some person issues that I'm still getting over. I found out that my grandpa died Monday and that was just the start of my personal issues. I'm not going into detail about them but my grandpa died of a really bad lung cancer from being a chain smoker. Ever since I was little I could remember him smoking so much. I didn't think much of it then. My sister on the other hand had to go to the ER when she was little cause she got a very bad reaction to my grandpas smoke and couldn't breathe. I don't remember much because I was so young. I guess my dad flipped when it all happened and started going all religious on my grandpa for some reason. I don't know. My dads just a tad on the crazy side.
Other then the bad days I had on my week off it was amazing. Me and Levi went down to the river just to sit and look at the water and we talked a bunch about pretty much nothing. My Thanksgiving was great. We went to my moms friends house. Her name's Barb. We've known her since I was small. I guess my mom's pecan pie wasn't cooked all the way and the minute we got in the pie leaked over everything. The floor got all gross, Barbs little dog got all messy because he ran in it, Barb's husband got all sticky because he picked up the dog, my moms shirt got ruined, AND two seconds after that my sister dropped all the soda and all I could say was, "Happy Thanksgiving!" I was great. I love having memories like that.