Since my last entry a couple of things have changed.
FAMILY:
DAD is busy working on a plan to expand his horizons. Starting next year, he is going to start farming land for other land owners, with the goal to eventually buy his own land as provision for his inevitable retirement.
KARI has an animal feeding route that not only takes up a ridicules amount of her time, but I suspect is a rather heavy burden on her paycheck.
At Gramas' house, Kari feeds two dogs, Daisy and the newly acquired... I forgot the second dogs' name. She feeds something like 20 cats in Gramas' barn. Across the street from Joshs' new barn (AKA 'the Cupcake Barn') at the dumpsters there are three more cats that she feeds, and Joshs' new employee (forgot his name as well...) is keeping his girlfriends' horse, Skip, in the pins that are at our house. She really does mean well by nurturing all these animals, but I feel like there has to be some sort of cutting off point. Kari shows no signs of slowing down though.
NEIL, well Neil is flying back to South-Africa Saturday (day after tomorrow). He's going to go visit family and I suspect he just longs for a sense of familiarity. It's scary to think that in one month and three days, we will have been in America for an entire year.
ME... Well it's save to say that I have been facing some romantic problems... but I would rather go sleep now, than sitting here writing a novel about how I am making life complicated for myself- so you'll just have to fall in and make sense of whatever happens over the course (in theory) of the remainder of my life.
Me and Neil went over to Kari and Dads' house to go eat some Thanksgiving leftovers. The food was good, but as can be expected, the mashed potato wasn't 'soft' (for lack of better word), the turkey was dry and the green bean caserol was a bowl of goo (still tasted good).
After we all finished as much of the leftovers as we could convince our bodies they can handle... I was bored. It seems to happen after every meal. We all sit around the table like we have some urgent news to discus, but not posesing the words required to convey the simple mutual understanding of the fact that that dinner is now finished and none of us has anything we would like to discuss... so we just sit.
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