An awesome weekend!

Well, everyone, im home, and I just got back from a beautiful weekend with Jess and her family. Friday, I went to school, and there was a bomb threat, so i figured screw it. Jess's Grandparents picked me up around noon that day, we went down to Toronto, and picked up the princess there. We drove and drove, and to make a long story short, drove, and finally got to the friendly city, well, town, well, village, of Dunrobin. Jess's mom, Lisa, had a fantastic meal waiting for us, consisting of prime rib, potatoes, and 4 VERY grateful travelers. Shortly afterwards, we hit the hay, I bunked up with the girly and had a fantastic sleep. In the morning, we woke up and went and ate at the eating place, which was really yummy, I ended up having falaffel and hummus for breakfast, which was a bit unorthadox, but delicious! We hung around the house that day, played some scrabble, got my arse kicked at it, and then we decided maybe it was getting to be bed time. I went up, had a shower, and was in jess's room getting dressed when all of a sudden, I hear this loud noice outside. At first, it was a car accelerating like a retard, like he was going normal speed down this road, which was probally at least 100, and then all of a sudden he floored it. Well, the car squeaked, i heard it hitting gravel, and that was it. Following a loud FUCK, i ran downstairs, only fully clothed about 3/4 of the way down the stairs, and looked out the window. Nothing. There was no crash, nothing. So, Lisa and Shawn get outside, and drive to the end of the driveway, and they are looking around. Nothing. Then Lisa got out of the car, looked around, and shouted across the road " is anybody out there" when all of a sudden, some guy is like " uh, yeah" and crawls out of the ditch across the road. When his buddy got out too, Lisa went over and we got them a blanket and some paper towels to clean up theyre blood. I could smell liquor on the drivers breath, so they probally couldnt feel much of the pain anyway. Heres the funny part. It was a , estimate, 1997 Chevrolet Camaro SS. Good, stong, durable car. 'Cept this was a convertible. They flipped this thing doing god-knows-what-speed, and fell down a , my guess, 10-15 ft drop into the ditch. The fact that the driver got a scrape on the head and the passenger got a scraped knuckle blows my mind! But it was the sight of this beautiful sculpted piece of american muscle , flipped over in its top and scraped and totaled, that turned my stomach. So, slept with Jess again that night, and in the morning, we woke up and had a awesome turkey dinner, and then left. We got home, and Jess's Grandma invited me over to her place with jess to celebrate thanksgiving there, and meet the rest of Jess's family. We slept at Jess's Grandmas Sunday night, and this morning, Monday, we had an AWESOME turkey dinner, and I got to meet a few more relatives of Jess's which was a real honour, I had been looking forward to meeting them all for quite a while. So, we drove Jess home after, and now im home leaving a message with all you fine people! So, thanks Lisa, Shawn, Ruth, and Jim, for being so hospitable once again, and thank you Jessica Marie Wilder for spending this weekend with me and being the fantastic girlfriend that you are. Im the luckiest guy in the world to have you.

Love you all!


Kyle