Plaid shirts and puffy vests

People are amazing. Each and every one of us on this earth is a story. That’s billions of books just scattered all over the world. It’s really too bad that so many of us judge and are judged by our covers.

You know who I envy? Those old ladies and gents in their beat up RVs, or long haul trucks who travel together. Their puffy vests and plaid shirts, and well worn boots. I bet they have led an interesting life.

This Thanksgiving weekend, I’m thankful for the ordinary.

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Thankful.

If I were to sit here and list everything that I was thankful for in my life it would take me a really long time. Perhaps that’s it though, people don’t take the time to appreciate things. I’ll start an un-justified list, meaning I’ll just say simply what it is and not explain it.

Mom and Dad.
My best friends.
Having a roof over my head.
My health.
Clean air.
Food.
The night sky.
Sound mind.
The internet.

Haha. There’s obviously so much more to this list, I didn’t want to go into specifics or get too materialistic. But I am thankful for all of those things, and I’m thankful for them every single day & not just the second Monday in October.

In other news, I spent my weekend filming the Trapline Marathon for work. What a rush that was! I was so impressed by all the runners, especially two in particular. There was an 8 yo running with who I can only assume to be his dad, he ran the 10k and killed it! And then there was Michal Kapral, the ‘joggler’. He holds the Guinness World Record title for fastest marathon while juggling three balls. That was a sight to see!

My morning on Sunday started at 6 a.m. and lasted until about 2. And then from 6 to 9 at night. After that was all over, I felt I really needed to wind down so my friend Doug and I took a drive to the dock and C-Side and guess what I got? Obviously some night photos. Here they are.

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Maidstone

Thanksgiving. Ironically enough, the thing I’ve always been the most thankful for is the thing that always seems to be the greatest distance away from me during Thanksgiving. Family. I miss being with my parents, my aunts, and my grandmother. This year especially though, I miss my grandfather. Though he wasn’t that vocal about this holiday in particular there was always a sense of peace given to sit and observe him while he ate his Turkey dinner and pondered many thoughts while staring out the kitchen window.

This Thanksgiving I became especially jealous of not being around my family. Mom uploaded photos to her facebook of the large Turkey dinner she cooked for her, dad and two of her friends. I set the photo that someone took of her and dad together behind the kitchen table full of food as my desktop background, now everytime I close a window I feel hungry and sad, haha.

Aaron and I drove out to Maidstone today, beautiful spot, though I don’t reccomend going there while the wind is strong and blowing off the water. That’s what it was like today; I discovered that there’s a majorly unpleasant smell of cow…..stuff. After a while you kind of get used to the smell, but to newcomers like Aaron and I..eghhh. It sucks trying to take photos through a car window too haha.

Here’s some photos anyway!

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