Thanksgiving, The Ocean, Going home.

Yesterday was uneventful, although we did our "Thanksgiving Dinner" then, mainly because we're traveling tomorrow (Friday), and we didn't want to have to drive the day after cooking all day or something. I don't know, it was my parent's logic. Elizabeth and I are just rolling with it. I am pretty pumped about Thanksgiving leftovers today... my favorite part. 

We went to the beach again today which was just glorious. It's weird, because the beach used to sketch me out. I don't know why, but I never wanted to go in the water, even when Elizabeth was trying to drag me in. It was the other way around today, although I only went in up to my ankles or so (and yet again got my jeans wet...) and the water was frigid. Maybe we should go somewhere warm for spring break... hint hint...

Mom and I went for a walk around Granddad's neighborhood, there are lots of cute little houses, although as I learned today, you have to be 55 to live here. Something to look forward to I guess...

We're in theory going to see the new James Bond movie tonight which should be fun. Mom, Elizabeth and I are definitely going, and hopefully we can convince Dad and Granddad to come. I think Granddad really likes having us here... It seems like he gets lonely without Grandma Gigi, and he doesn't get around very well anymore, so getting out of the house at all is nice for him.

Alright, dinner time. We're leaving at some point tomorrow, staying in a hotel at a vague halfway point tomorrow, then driving the rest of the way Saturday. Saturday night we're off to Kerik and Rosemary's house (mine and Elizabeth's boss from work this summer) for Hallothanksgiving (we're dressing up, eating halloween food, and playing rock band. ohhh yes). Should be amusing. Plus they have a 4 month old baby named Kalin... babyyyyy (so cute).

I thought I'd continue the ocean/sea theme with my poem:

"On The Beach At Night Alone"

On the beach at night alone

As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,

As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.

A vast similitude interlocks all,

All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, moons, planets,

All distances of place however wide,

All distances of time, all inanimate forms,

All souls, all living bodies though they be ever so different, or in different worlds,

All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes, the fishes, the brutes,

All nations, colors, barbarisms, civilizations, languages,

All identities that have existed or may exist on this globe, or any globe,

All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future

This vast similitude spans them, and always has spann'd,

And shall forever span them and compactly hold and enclose them.

--Walt Whitman