6.13.07

Wednesday:
A trip to the cemetery with my mother. We visit my father's grave, both of my uncle's and my grandparents'. I decide to take a few pictures of the old church with my camera phone to see if they actually turn out. She decides to take me to the military cemetery since I say I've never been. We attempt to find her cousin's grave but have very little luck. We find a directory at the entrance as we head out, and make plans to stop back in a month or so. We don't have time to do it then since we're meeting my aunt, cousin and his wife for lunch at the cracker barrel. We do a lot of driving through a lot of small towns and countryside. I soon decide I want to move to the country. A big old farm house out in the middle of nowhere. Quiet, lots of green, you can walk all over and not really find anything. I could give up the cinema, hello Netflix. I could only shop once or twice a year, hello savings account. I grew up in a smallish town. I live in a smallish town. I work in a little bit bigger of a town. But I really think I’m a smalltown boy at heart. I text Ms. K about maybe seeing the hotness that is Billy Currington at the local fair in August. I notice it on the sign as we make our way out of the country. I really don't know much by him, she's the country fan. But I do know that he is insanely pretty to look at. She texts me back and informs me that I'm in if she is.