Being at Home

Late-ish Thursday night, my brothers and Joel showed up to pick me up. We grabbed my bag and left; I don't think anyone knew I was going, but that's okay. The drive home was suprisingly entertaining - I always expect car rides with my brothers to be somewhat worse than they are. As we're driving south, it gets progressively colder until we get home, where the windows might as well be frosted. If it had been precipitating, I'm sure it would have been snow.

So we go inside and - suprise! surprise! - it's just as cold in there as it is everywhere else in the Adirondacks. I called Kaye and she came over while my brothers and father are getting ready for bed. We were huddling under a blanket trying not to be cold.

She went home after a while and I went to bed. I didn't have blankets or sheets so I had to go onto the porch and grab a sleeping bag. Of course I grab Sara D.'s, which for some reason has a pair of underwear in it, but at that point I was too tired and cold to do anything but put the underwear elsewhere and go to bed trying to ignore that fact that the window next to me had a broken pane of glass covered by nothing but a cardboard box

The next day I got up and, again, was freezing cold. It frosted outside. So I started a fire, which was unfortunately too hot, but that was fine with me at the time. Kaye came over again between classes and I made her breakfast and then she left and then I watched movies for the rest of the day and that was Friday.

So on Saturday we were going to go hang out with Jane. Kaye came around, we went and picked up Christina, and then got fantastically lost trying to find I90. We looped around the next major city and came around and found it. Eventually. We got to the apple orchard and found out, to my surprise, that we weren't just apple picking. There was an apple festival going on. My hopes immediately soared - kettle corn? It turned out there wasn't any. Awful thing. Any event that includes the words "Festival," "Fair," "Carnival," or such should have a place that you can buy huge amounts of kettle corn. It should be a law.