Home from the Holiday.

Well its Tuesday Morning and im finally home. The past week has been a long one. We left out Wednesday Morning to North Carolina to spend Thanksgiving with my Mom. We arrived there to find her cleaning the house and cooking pies. As we sat down for meatloaf dinner she explained to us that the oven wasn't cooking right. Great! The night before Thanksgiving and we had no oven to cook a turkey in. Well maybe if she would have just let Greg deep fry the turkey this wouldn't have been such a big deal. Instead it was off to find a oven on thanksgiving day. We did end up with one but turkey dinner was a little late. I talked her out of Black Friday shopping all the way up till we were heading to Tennessee and saw a super walmart sign. She just had to run in for 8 dollar wrangler jeans for her husband Todd. We ended up shopping in Johnson City with my sister Melinda and Aunt Olga for a couple of hours. We hit up Target first and I had lots of fun hanging little girls clothes off of every ones purses. I had to send Greg pictures of the mayhem due to the fact he had to work and miss out on all the fun. Saturday morning we sent Mom out to Pals for breakfast. What a mistake. She ended up running to Big Lots and didn't have it back to us for almost an hour. Melinda, Greg, Olga, Joe, and I went for a bike ride to Bays Mountain later that afternoon. We got there and found out Olga forgot her helmet, it was kinda funny she forgot it because she normally wears it while shes in the car on the way there. Melinda, Greg, and I went on ahead while Joe and Olga drove back to get it. It ended up being my worst ride ever. Over the handlebars twice, blew a back tire with no pump, and broke my Garmin. It ended up being a Greg yelling at me to pick the bike up and run because we were gonna be eating by bears if we weren't out of the park by dark. Sunday morning we were woke up by Mom ringing the doorbell at five o'clock. I still don't know why. We ended up eating breakfast at Melinda and Greg's and hit the road home around eleven. They say that the day before Thanksgiving is the worst travel day but I think there wrong. We had the worst trip up 81. People just don't seem to know how to drive when cars are all around. We would be stopped on the road for thirty minutes for no reason at all. We ended up getting home around 10:00pm. I hurried and un loaded the car and packed up the hunting gear to head for the cabin Monday. What a bad first day to the season it was. We had heavy wind, fog, and on and off rain all day. So no big buck yet but I have two weeks. I will let you know how the hunting goes.