The Great White North

When I married Gary, there were stipulations involved. See.... he's from Nebraska and I've never been there. I'm not one for moving halfway across the country from my family then and I definitely wouldn't now. When he asked me to marry him, I said yes but only if we can always live in Maine. Thank God he said ok and when I took him home to the town I grew up in.... he fell in love with it. He loves to hunt, fish, hunt, fish and hunt and fish some more. So, needless to say... he fits right in with the majority of the people. He also looks good in flannel, doesn't feel the need to shave everyday and a haircut is a luxury... not a necessity in his book. Mainers are some strange people. There are people who've lived in this state for years but because they weren't born here.... they are known as 'from away'. If you are cursed enough to be called 'from away' by the locals..... you can't truly be accepted as one of them. It's sad but true. However, my husband being from far, far 'away' (as in "Toto - I don't think we are in Kansas anymore") seems to be accepted by everyone. For that I will always be grateful to my fellow Mainers. It would totally suck being known as the woman who married someone 'from away.'

So, that being said, when I asked Gary if he wanted to go to Greenville for Thanksgiving, he immediately said yes and couldn't wait to get there. He wanted to go heater hunting which means driving around all day looking for deer. Not most people's idea of hunting but some beautiful country can be seen this way. I secretly pray he doesn't get a deer. I voodoo hex-curse the whole hunting scenario and I secretly pray for swift feet and sharp ears for all deer. But sssshhhhhhh - it's our secret ok?

Hannah and I did some riding around with him and took some pictures. There was about 6" of snow on the ground and I spent the entire time freaking out that we were going to get stuck out in the middle of no where with no cell service to call anyone. I spent most of the time screaming thoughts into my brain like "Why can't you just fuckin' take a chill pill and relax?".

I got to spend alot of time with my friend Melody and it was so much fun! We had dinner at her house one night and then the guys went into the garage to play cards. Melody and I were able to sit, uninterrupted, for about 3 hours and just talk. It was wonderful! We did so much catching up. She and I had coffee together one morning and spent another couple hours talking. It feels as if we could talk for hours and still not be caught up on everything! We went out to dinner with Melody's family and my sister Sue and her husband. It was really great to be able to spend so much time together. It always amazes me how my sisier Sue and I, raised by the same parents can be so different. She's the most easy-going person and I'm an uptight freak. I wish I had half the patience she does.

All in all it was a wonderful trip. Actually, it was one of the best Thanksgiving's I've ever had. I have so much to be thankful for.