Well, I was until today when I finally my tuner again.
It's Canadian Thanksgiving and I have the weekend off. It's great. I went up to the cabin, ate a good meal. Tomorrow my friend is having Thanksgiving dinner and I'm going to eat another good meal. That's all Thanksgiving is to me; good food that makes me sleepy. For some odd reason, this Thanksgiving nothing's really happening with my extended family. Maybe they all think I'm still in out of province. Or maybe they just don't want to invite me... probably the former because I didn't tell them I was back. In fact, of this weekend, it has become pretty obvious that I didn't tell as many people as I had originally thought that I was back. There's whole segments of my friends who didn't know. My bad. I really should get better at that whole communication thing.
5 comments:
you have a CABIN?
thats intense, are you bow-drilling this weekend?
p.s. you're back from winnipeg??
REALLY???
hahaaha im so funny.
carly, you're so funny you make all your invisible friends laugh out loud.
they pee their pants, thanks ryan.
Canadian Thanksgiving is.... well, I don't think it has an historical meaning to the Canadian people. It's just so we can have a holiday in October.
Post a Comment